”I…” Elisa looked away a little shyly. ”Yeah, I think I would… I know I would.” She admitted.

”You’ve only just met me.” Dominique told her. ”We aren’t even the same species.”

Elisa looked up and met her eyes. ”You’re the one who kissed me, are you worried about those things?” Elisa asked.

”Yes, actually.” Dominique admitted.

”Not enough to not kiss me, apparently. Twice.” She pointed out.

”…apparently.” Dominique admitted, again, feeling more than a little ashamed of her actions.

”Look… you’re not the only one with issues in this, if that helps…” Elisa admitted.

”…what do you mean?” Dominique asked, not able to help looking at Elisa with a little suspicion.

”I… I’m not… I don’t really want to talk about this right now, but…” She spoke quietly. ”I was in love with someone. It’s been a while since it happened, but… she died.” There was something of a hard edge to the words, some clinging remnants of bitterness at this too. ”…I’d be lying if I said I was over it.” She met Dominique’s eyes. ”So… you know, if you… if you want to, um, pursue this, between us… I’d appreciate it if we could, you know, kind of… go slow for a while. Maybe… maybe we could go out on a date?” She offered a little hesitantly.

Dominique didn’t answer right away, she just found herself studying Elisa a little, as well as trying to get her head around the conversation she found herself having. Part of her was telling her to run, but her legs wouldn’t listen, nor would her racing heart or tingling skin. This was real, the way she was feeling, as completely disturbing as the idea was to her, she couldn’t deny it. ”…I would like that.” She finally said in a quiet voice.

Elisa smiled softly to her. ”…okay then.” She smiled a little more. She touched her lips a little like Dominique had done. Dominique was… just amazing to kiss, no doubt about it. ”I guess it’s a date.”

Dominique pushed off from the counter and came over to her. ”What I am, it truly doesn’t make a difference to you?” She asked.

”I don’t see why it would.” She told her honestly, touching Dominique’s forearm and sliding her hand down it a little to take her hand. ”Differences are good in a relationship I think, it makes things more interesting.”