... Of course. Then, for the sake of Her Excellency—

[ This time, she seems like a picture of composure, especially in comparison to her earlier embarrassed outburst. Only Blaze will notice the way her hands shake, how her wings move to shield her face from anyone else watching, as she stretches up, up, up, to kiss the other woman on the lips — chastely, but lingering, perhaps, for a second longer than necessary before she settles back down onto her feet. ]

Let us proceed with haste. We will march on three, if you are ready. One, two...