She seems quite interested when you explain the nature of your patron ancestor, and is a roaring blush when you mention spending a night with a woman, and then<em>strongly</em>preferring them.  She blushes yet more, her face a general bloodshot red now, as you move in and bring yourself to touching her anew, your hand resting atop her own in her lap.  The air about the room seems to have changed, as did the situation.<br/><br/>She smiles, a bit nervously, at the compliments you shower her with, and as you finally ask the question you've been wishing to ask all this time, she looks away, her face looking like it could combust at any moment.  She's shifting and fidgeting, almost as if she were uncomfortable with the thoughts going through her head.<br/><br/>"I... I've never... with a woman..." she tries to get out, but her tongue seems tied "How would... uh... do you...?  I...I-I'm... uh..."<br/><br/>She bites her lip, and tilts her head to hide her eyes with her bangs, still shifting and nervously fidgeting.  Finally, after a time, she stops fidgeting, and moves her hands to hold the one you presented her with.  She looks up at you, her eyes a mixture of nervousness, curiosity, and... perhaps desire?<br/><br/>"...be gentle..." is all she says, at least with her words alone.