[Well, there goes what little pretense of composure Lorna had. It flies right out the door, and when it does a fierce blush rushes in.]

[She brings her hands to her mouth, her pale skin reddening as she tries as hard as she can to pretend like those words don't embarrass her just as much as they delight her. Or is it the other way around? She's not sure what she's trying to hide, really, or even why. It just seems a little inappropriate to be responding so...immodestly.]

[Oh well. She's already making a fool of herself, fussing like this. She may as well just keep digging herself deeper.]

...I suppose you'll be glad to know we're of the same mind, then.

[She flashes a small, hesitant smile from behind her hands, which she drops belatedly once she realizes Anna cannot see past them.]

I must admit, my own thoughts have run a similar course as of late.