It's the hair that breaks the spell of River's desire, and the kiss; running her fingers through it, feeling the texture change, the elf has to turn her head away so she can laugh giddily, and suck in deep breaths. Her face is red as hell but her heart feels light as she nuzzles Mairi's nose. "We might have some logistical problems," she murmurs playfully. "...Ones to figure out maybe?"