At first, a momentary worry crosses Pomni's mind - maybe a step taken too far? - but that's quickly put to rest. Between the sound that they made, and the grind, and the drop, that's encouraging, to say the very least!

Trying to hold onto that confidence, she curls her toes, pressing gently further into them, a soft increase in pressure. Her grin is still nervous, she's trying not to sweat bullets, but she shifts a bit closer to the end of the bed.

"Sorry to interrupt, but--- if you did want to let me take care of you for a little bit, since you've been so good to me already...?"