Dan's laughter follows her out; with her new senses, she can hear the scrape of a chair and a long, hurried stride accompanying the laughter, so it isn't too much of a surprise when her nose picks up the mixture of Mika's scent again a few moments after she left the bar. The musky, earthy component is more intense now, she has time to register, when he lightly touches her shoulder. "Cherine...? I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." Whatever else he says is lost in a torrent of instinct as Cherine's body responds to his scent and his warmth near her again, the flutter and heat in her belly intensifying and spreading out to her sex. Something about that scent... its making her wet and it's driving her crazy.