In the moment of it, the only thing Taylor finds surprising is how ready for this she is. She turns into the kiss, book forgotten on her knees as she lifts a hand to curl around the side of Ulla's neck, her lips just parting as she breathes her in. Smiling against her lips.

When she draws back, just enough to look into her eyes, her thumb moves in little brushes against the line of Ulla's jaw. "Scion, you're perfect."