Lenally listened as he spoke. "I can tell....no one would grieve so deeply over someone they weren't close to." She grinned a little as he smiled, essentially saying to hell with the codes and formalities. She watched him stand, assuming he meant to leave until he took one of her hands in his. "L....Lorenso...?" she said, looking up at him with those innocent brown eyes. She felt a shiver when he brushed a strand of her hair away.<br/><br/>But her eyes widened when she felt his lips press against hers. She froze, much as she had before when both Lorenso and Gerrard had kissed her hand, and that slight moment before she'd kissed Lorenso according to custom. At first, she moved her hands up and tried to push him back. She didn't want to be kissed and yet....and yet she felt herself liking this sensation. Still, out of force of habit she tried to move away, gasping a bit in surprise. Her face beautifully flushed as her chest heaves.<br/><br/>She sits there, trying to take in what happened, feeling Lorenso so near.