[She's talked herself out of it so comprehensively, made herself feel like such a presumptuous little fool, that the last thing Wednesday can believe is that Hiryuu is still, is still prepared to actually try and kiss her. For a moment she stiffens up, her fingers digging into Hiryuu's shoulders, but she doesn't pull away: the last thing she wants is to pull away. The moment passes as quickly as it came upon her.
[She closes her eyes instead--
[She leans in too, her lips slightly parted: and just like that she's kissing Hiryuu.]
Re: Wednesday
[What?
[She's talked herself out of it so comprehensively, made herself feel like such a presumptuous little fool, that the last thing Wednesday can believe is that Hiryuu is still, is still prepared to actually try and kiss her. For a moment she stiffens up, her fingers digging into Hiryuu's shoulders, but she doesn't pull away: the last thing she wants is to pull away. The moment passes as quickly as it came upon her.
[She closes her eyes instead--
[She leans in too, her lips slightly parted: and just like that she's kissing Hiryuu.]