As it happened, Regina did neither. She had committed to this course for the evening and turning aside from it now would open the door to a thousand memories she'd prefer to avoid.

Dyson spun her and she let him, trusted that, for the moment, he wouldn't revert and drop her on her ass. As he didn't, she offered him the same, sly intimate smile she had in the sauna and quickly gesture-cast a dim-sight spell that blocked them both from the lights.