[With how close they are now, Ana can only catch the faintest glimpse of his wings as they unfurl; of course she's curious about them, the differences between him and her, but there may be opportunities to look at them later.

And his... Threat? Promise? Whatever it is, it gets a low and amused hum. It should be a cause for concern - just what exactly is she getting herself into - but once more she's intrigued. And she's never been a fan of playing safe anyway.]

I'll be holding you to that, then.

[There's a slight hitch of her breath when he grasps her chin, that smallest touch already setting her nerves alight. But she takes a moment to consider that question.]

How? I thought I already took a step in after messing with some angels but... [While the grip on her chin keeps her in place, her hands are still free to move. So they reach up to curl her fingers into the lapels of his shirt, brushing against skin for a brief second as she makes her intent to close the gap very clear.]

I think that's something I'll need your help with.