( Honestly? A simple, chaste kiss is probably their best option for the time being: they're in public, it's cold, and the merchant is definitely watching them with a too-pleased expression, which means that Nico does little more than bump up onto her toes so he doesn-t have to lean quite as far.

It's an unexpectedly sweet moment - one that deepens the flush dusting her cheeks - and when they part she bobs back down with a relieved little sigh.

No melting. That's a positive sign, right? )

... All good?

( If her eyes are a little brighter than they were before? Well. That's neither here nor there; all that matters is they're filled with a sparkling warmth reserved for those with whom she feels truly comfortable. )

Uh ... I mean, did it break the spell?