Mm. You know, I think you're right. [ She leans into him for a moment, just relaxing in the familiarity. It's funny - she remembers that this is how their bodies fit together then. Different than their normal time, but no less perfectly. Maybe it's part of being destined soul mates. She doesn't think on it much.

She threads their fingers when he takes her hand, nodding. ] I was thinking about it. I want to see how far out it will let us go. [ Which means she'll be happy enough to tug him forward into the forest in a moment. But first: ]

I've been meaning to ask you since Riddle is here. [ She's shifted as she speaks, pressed directly flush against him so that she can look up at him, green eyes bright and wicked. ] There are the curse preventatives in place, but... [ The nails of her free hand scrape along his side lightly, encouraging, goading-- ]

What do you think of an encore performance, my love?

[ Ah. ]