[ it turns out it is possible for her to flush even darker. ]

W-well. So... so they do, that's—that way, it's... mm. I think, er. I'd like that.

[ the more she thinks about it the hotter it sounds? and the more flustered she gets; she traces her fingers over his chest, in little light circles over the skin, to get out some of the fluttery nervous energy. ]