It had taken Yang by surprise, Sveta's entire body weight falling on her (and though she didn't weigh a whole lot, it did catch her by surprise) causing her to fall to the couch. Though, she didn't try to stop what was happening. She was shocked at first, but it wasn't long before Yang had Sveta wrapped in her powerful arms and held tight to her chest. Her breath smelt heavily of Jack Daniels, but Yang didn't mind it. She drunk in this response, this response that felt just as right as it did wrong.<br/><br/>Not much - if anything - remained of who Yang used to be... hell, her life before Perfect Cosplay just felt like... well, it felt like she was just molting into something new... something different...<em>herself.</em>She didn't even remember what name she used to have. She was okay with this. As their kiss broke, Yang moved a renegade strand of Sveta's hair. "Someone's been holding something back..." She smiled. "But I don't mind."