[ She fully intends to go for it, she's even planning her angle of attack as she leans in (waiting for him to initiate is clearly not in the cards). It'll be a good kiss, she's determined, nothing half-assed — just not too lingering or involved. That seems fair. No one could argue with that, it's purely for fun and that's fun. That's her line of thought as she tilts her head and lifts a hand to rest on either side of Evan's jaw, thumbs lightly against his cheeks.
It's only at the very last second that a flash of the wounded look Sigma can get going so well flashes suddenly through her mind, and the stab of guilt is too much even for Ramir. For possibly the first time in her life she chickens out, and she twists to miss his lips entirely and plant a kiss on his cheek.
There really is a first time for everything, apparently. ]
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It's only at the very last second that a flash of the wounded look Sigma can get going so well flashes suddenly through her mind, and the stab of guilt is too much even for Ramir. For possibly the first time in her life she chickens out, and she twists to miss his lips entirely and plant a kiss on his cheek.
There really is a first time for everything, apparently. ]