It's a good thing, right? That he still makes her heart flutter and shudder and screech to a halt when he does things like these? Her mind's still fuzzy when he backs away, murmurs something about going to sleep, and her only reaction is "hell no".

Pulling you in for a well-deserved kiss now, Arthur, thank you very much. She clutches at his shoulders and keeps him close for a moment, then breaks the chaste kiss. "Mm. F'you insist."