Kaguya was torn. The rules of this dance stated that she should go, and make him chase her for a while, but he wouldn't chase her, and if he did, Aunt Katara would head him off at the pass and they wouldn't see each other again for heaven knew how long.

That kiss had sent tingles all the way through her to the tips of her toes.

She knelt beside the futon and took the hand not pressed to his face into hers, kissing his knuckles. "It's all right," she murmured. "I understand. It's been a very long day, I'm sure."