The second his hand is on her cheek, she stops breathing. She's suddenly hyperaware of everything and nothing at the same time. The touch is almost mesmerizing - her pupils must be huge- and it takes all of her willpower to not close the distance between them right now, but she manages to ground herself by focusing on his words.

"When I... Oh." Oh. She supposés that answers the question as to whether or not she went through with the Maiden thing, and it sounds like the cost was high. That was... Unfortunate. She can only hope she made a difference in doing so.

Wait, what was that last part? 'Never had the chance to.' She should know better than to get her hopes up, but it's a sadistic drug that she can't resist.

In a normal situation, the question shes about to ask would have been teasing, but here, in this strange atmosphere, it's serious. Cautious and anticipative. Promising and scared. Full of desire and full of despair. Her eyes are searching his, though she's not sure if she's scared of the answer that it might bring.

"Did you... Are you asking me on a date?"