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Cecilia giggled a little as he pushed his arm against hers, her other hand brushing some of her hair aside, all the while making sure not to move too much so as to accidentally drop the jacket that was on her shoulders. "Of course I want to sit next to you, James. I still need to return your jacket when we're by the fire, remember?" she quipped with a minutely awkward grin, knowing that she'd want to sit next to him even if it wasn't for their agreement. When following James, she held both ends of the jacket over her, well on her way to being dry, but still really self conscious at the moment. "Oh?... W-Well you don't have to be sorry... I... don't really mind it..." she daintily blurted in a bit of a hurry to respond. She wouldn't exactly call her reactions then and to an extent now "discomfort" exactly. In fact, it felt really nice, although she in turn wouldn't want to do something that made him uneasy.