( Red's fingers remain gripping hold of Clara by the fabric of whatever she's wearing - she is not letting go any time soon. She cannot see her, but she can feel her, and she feels warm. She can hear her breath and heart beat quicken, and it ignites her in turn. )

Oh, no. I'm gonna need to see this proof.

( She tugs her further inside, but she cannot anticipate where Clara might touch next, might kiss next. Her smile tugs at the corner of her mouth. )

I promise to keep your secret though - just a little sin on the side, priestess.