She watched his eyes take her in.  The surprise, the blush, the awkward turn away.  She felt a surge of feelings rush through her.  She was unsure what it was, having never experienced such power before.  She was surprised by his reactions, never having suspected that he would enjoy her looks as she enjoyed his.  Her olive skin melded to a reddish as she too breaks eye contact.  This is one moment she wished she had some cheap wall coverings.  Finding nothing to rest her eyes on, she brings them back to Gabriel as he begins to speak.  She can't help but a relieved, but shy smile as his speaking is as awkward as she felt.<br/><br/>She nods and says "Yes, poor Miss Kit must be a furball of fear!"  She goes to pick up her purse and keys and remembers.  No purse.  No keys.  And the keys seem pointless at the moment anways.  Her car is blown up, her house has no door nob and the store has had better days.  She sighs and turns to him with empty hands "I am ready."  She crosses her hands over her chest for lack of imagination as to what else to do with them.