[Though Lorna would have been content to stay as they were for quite a while longer, she doesn't protest when Anna pulls away - rather, she sees it as an opportunity to get a hold of herself, dabbing her face dry with her sleeve while Anna peppers her with three little pecks.]

[Goodness, she can only imagine how red and splotchy her face must look. At the very least, her eyes must certainly be red.]

Oh, of course, of course- I had nearly forgotten.

[She flashes a small, apologetic smile, embarrassed now that she remembers Anna had been waiting all this time to share something of her own.]

[Lorna smooths her hair back, tucking her fringe away from her still-damp cheeks in an effort to tidy herself up a bit after all that emotional tossing and turning she just did.]

What is it you wanted to say, my sweet turtledove?