Well if there's any way to shut up Dawn both vocally and in the way she thinks almost constantly, that kiss is it. She's tall as far as most of the girls she knows are concerned, taller than Buffy, Willow, Tara and Faith. But she still has to lean up on the tips of her toes to get up to Eric height. And that's with him leaning down to meet her halfway. She's glad for the help.

It's the sort of kiss that makes her insides tingle and her breath catch in her throat. It empties everything out only to refill it with Eric Northman. And it reminds her of why she's okay with keeping this secret for the most part, at least for now. If Buffy knew right now, she would put a stop to it in any way she could. And when words didn't work, she'd go for the violent route.

She looks up at him, doe-eyed and a smile slowly curling her lips after the kiss breaks. One shoulder lifts in a shrug and her arms wrap around his waist. "Mostly it's okay. But you know eventually she'd gonna find out cause she always does; sometimes cause she's snoopy mcsnopperson and sometimes cause the PTB's are just not very good at keeping secrets. Which is weird considering how long they've been around to build up an awesome resume of secret keeping. But anyway, I'd kind of prefer it to be from me."