A soft gasp escaped Syrisa's mouth as Emma bent and easily scooped her off her feet. The Amazon hoisted her as though she weighed nothing, showing just how strong she was. The redhead just tucked her head against Emma's neck, her soft breath teasing the woman's neck.  Her slim form still shivered from the aftershocks of her pleasure and she clung to Emma even more tightly. She drew strength from this woman, even if she had basically forced her to release in a somewhat public place and had called her several degrading terms. Her forgiveness was much more forthcoming because she had loved almost every second.<br/><br/>When the alchemist called out, Syrisa's body tensed. She felt sure they were caught and she wormed even more tightly against the warrior. She blushed as she heard Emma's explanation but did not add anything but a shaky and mumbled apology as the blonde carried her out of the small building and into the street. Her blush deepened when Emma asked her opinion on the lie.<span style="color: indigo"> "I doubt it. We were back by the lust potions so he probably thinks that we stole his stock and had a little fun."</span>She blushed at how close that was to what actually happened and then gasped. "Oh no, Emma. I have to go back there for supplies.<span style="color: indigo"> H-How will I even be able to show my face in there again. It was the only place to get some things that I really needed."</span><br/><br/>Her heart sank briefly, until her mind became aware of those strong hands holding her, the way Emma so carefully cradled her. It felt good, those strong hands on her.<span style="color: indigo"> "I think I can walk on my own now." </span>Her hand moved up to affectionately stroke Emma's neck.<span style="color: indigo">"Thank you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>