She's careful, oh so gentle when it came to touching; worrying about hurting him was always going to be at the forefront, even if she didn't have to worry about the thorns. Continuing to touch him was only going to make things worse, though, so after that realization occurred to her, she blushed and pulled the rest of the garment off, shifting on top of him to meet his gaze. It wasn't the first time they were together like this, (and definitely wouldn't be the last) but she always felt... oddly excited? Was that weird?