Olivia squeaked softly when the red-heads lips grazed her own, she regretted her sheer suprised because it regretted her from kissing much back as the shoulders and greaves of her breastplate fell to the floor impacting the ground with two large thumps. Olivia saw Aramina's hands, as she was suddenly hyper ... angry? At that hand. All she knew was that she wanted to be as close to Aramina's chest as possible. Her cheeks turned pink.
She nodded as Aramina spoke, but she didn't comprehend the words, or even really hear them. She could barely even see Aramina's mouth move out of the corner of her eye. As the plants fell away, Olivia took a step forward in a trance, before reaching forward. The shorter girl picked a aureula and kissed it, her nose poking Aramina's breast, as the short red-head's arms embraced the taller girl, pulling her close against the remains of her armor.