She reaches in around him and pushes the door open, slipping past into his former room. The view is a pleasant one indeed and she walks through to the window, talking over her shoulder while she recovers her own poise.

"What can I say? You had much for me to be sweet on. You were competent, generous, patient and attentive." She fiddles with the window latches and throws them open to the breeze. "And your fire, ahh, you are such a tease with that fire. Had we not argued so sharply so recently before, I would have caught your jaw and kissed you after you let me light your fingers on fire. Did you realise how moved I was by the time I kissed my flame to your pulse point?"