The speed and lightness of a shinki combined with her longer legs, honed reflexes, and overall athleticism means the sight is like watching a cheetah chase down an antelope. Ginia leaps after Kimi, clearing the bar counter without disturbing a single glass, landing and running without losing a stride. She curbs the instinct to drop a borderline wall in front of him or to clip his legs with an attack because that's a bit excessive and please, they don't even need to cause even more of a scene at her friend's wedding.

So Ginia satisfies with running him down, getting into range to grab his shoulder and jerk him back. She seizes his wrist as she turns him toward her, eyes shining and her annoyed pout falling into a triumphant smile.

You're such a damn tease, but you're my tease, Ginia thinks. Her hand slips from his shoulder up to his cheek as her head ducks down to kiss his lips.