She pulled away at some point, but not to get away. She looked into his eyes, panting softly as she sought to catch the breath he stole from her with his nearness. Her heart beat a tattoo against her chest, and she wondered if he could hear it. Slowly, she pulled further away and said, "I've missed ye, Frederic." She let one hand move from his neck to touch his face, tracing along his lips with her thumb. "And I've thought about ye a lot since last we saw each other."