Syira blushed at the mention of Emma being an animal in bed. the thought made her shiver noticably. She could see Emma lost in thought and just took up a brush and began to run it through her soft hair. She lost herself in the task, just stroking the brush through that glossy hair and thinking back on all that had happened in the last day. It made her aroused again, not that she needed the help with Emma around, and she fidgeted more.<br/><br/>The redhead thought about the plan for tonight. She was really excited about Emma taking her out although her elation was tempered but worry that Emma would not enjoy herself. The mage almost giggled at the thought that if Emma did not have a good time, she would just have to make it up to her. She stubbornly refused to think about them leaving the city and continuing on to the school. She did not want to think about it, about potentially not being able to be with Emma. She finished combing out her lover's hair and simply buried her face in it. She just took in the sweet gragrance of her hair and wrapped her slim arms around Emma's shoulders, holding her as tight as she could.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>