"Oh! Sorry!" Emily smiled apologetically as Raphael tried to recover his breathing. She did reach out and grasp his hand though, leaning her head on his shoulder, "I'm just really glad about all this. And don't think for a second that I don't notice you pressing into my leg. 'Cause I totally do. I can... actually smell you. Which would sound creepier than it did if I wasn't part dragon."<br/><br/>Rylie's blush deepened further as she nodded at the logic Kratos presented, "Yeah, I know, but I've never... This is just... Ah, geez..." He kissed her again, deeply, and she sort of melted against him, placing a hand against his chest to keep from falling over. Trembling slightly as he pulled away, she smiled slightly, "I know it's just because of the wings," She said, letting her hand trail down his torso before falling back to a neutral position at her side, "But I am impressed."<br/><br/>Emily could not contain her joy any longer as she watched her longtime friend (FINALLY) falling in love. Acting on impulse, she grabbed Raphael by the shirt and kissed him right then and there. Unlikely Rylie, she had no inhibitions about this sort of thing. Being  part dragon did bring its share of confidence.