She hadn't learned to kiss in that particular snapshot in time, but she certainly had perfected the ability then. She quite happily raised her face to his, her slender arms curling around his neck, mouth opening in an invitation to deepen it.

The bread had significantly fewer than twenty minutes remaining to rise - and her hands had unwound from his neck and had ended on his hips, pulling them closer to her own - by the time she broke the kiss in order to breathe a bit.

"How in the Blind Eternities did you expect me to answer that question, darling?" she asked, laughing softly as she looked up into his eyes.