Naael staggered, as the kiss ended, looking dazed, and somewhat confused. She blinks, as she considers the question being asked, her thought process moving slowly. "Umm..."<br/><br/><em>No, not here. There's that evil liquid, that's bad, not here. Not Angela's room, either,t hat's where I was with that male, no, no, that's bad, which only leaves...</em>"My room," she said, after a long pause, her wits slowly recovering from that first kiss, though they'd likely be scattered again, with another.