[She wants to kiss him again, that's a fact. She liked his cold lips and that gentle hand. But she knows this may be a one time thing-- and she doesn't want to get her hopes up or push him into something he doesn't want.]

You're welcome. [Hand moves to push the hair out of his eyes. She's not sure whether she should say something cocky and disarming or something a bit more serious, so she attempts for the middle] If you're ever in need of more of my kissin' expertise, just cover m'mum's tapestry room in snow.

[....But now she kind of wants to see that anyway]