Syrisa's teeth nervously nipped at her lower lip and yet again she tucked the stray strands of hair behind her ear. The silence stretched and as it did the mageling's nervousness grew. She stared intently at Emma's back hoping that the blonde girl would accept her apology. When Emma turned and moved to her, Syrisa stood her ground, not sure what to expect. She would not have guessed what would happen next. Emma's strong arms embraced her tightly and she bit her lip. Try as she might, she could not ignore how good it felt. the warmth and comfort that she relaxed into but also the feel of Emma's toned body against her. Syrisa forced herself not to squirm, she did not want Emma to think she was trying to pull away but she could not deny that she enjoyed the stronger woman's touch and the way her breath tickled the young mage's neck. The fact the warrior's strong hands settled just above the attractive curve of her backside were also very distracting.<br/><br/>When she heard Emma's word, her heart swelled. They could put this behind them. They would still be friends. Syrisa leaned into her companion and sighed softly, a very relieved sound. Eventually, with incredible reluctance, Syrisa untangled herself from those strong arms. She blinked as she stared up at her protector, her eyes glistening in the light of the room.<span style="color: indigo"> "Okay then, everything is as it should be i guess. Now... shopping!" </span>The excitement on the mageling's face was such that Emma could not help but smile.<span style="color: indigo"> "Now hurry, you still have to get ready." </span>She said anxiously and when Emma turned away, Syisa gave have a swat on the bottom to hurry her along.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>