It took her by surprise, and yet it didn't, because she'd been half-waiting for someone to kiss her over the course of three very strange conversations with three equally strange men who she suspected had more reasons for the awkwardness with which they spoke to her than just the fact that she was different.

It was such a brief and chaste sort of kiss that she hardly had time to react properly, but she didn't pull away, either, but stood blinking at him after, a tiny smile upon her lips.

"...Well," she said, after a moment's pause. "That was certainly a great deal more direct than the others were."