[ Something about the gesture makes him feel a little more awkward than he had previously— she's close, and her fingers are gentle. It's something of an intimate gesture, and perhaps the Siegfried from a few months ago would think nothing of it. This Siegfried, however, can't help marveling at how long her lashes are, and how soft the fingertips gliding across his lips are.

He may have been holding his breath without realizing it. But he speaks after a brief pause. ]

It's.

[ he lifts his own finger to test the center of his lip. ]

It's very moisturizing. I'm not sure how long something like this would last on the battlefield, though...

[ And because he's curious, he licks at the lower edge of his bottom lip; just enough for a quick taste test. ]

Ah, who would have thought? It tastes exactly like chocolate.