Irhya hums, her eyes darting away for a moment. "I... guess it's not a tragedy either way. But better to err on the side of caution, I suppose." She shifts under him so she's in a comfortable position, lifting her knees when she's satisfied. Her hands clasp around his neck as she leans forward a little to increase the tension.

Just laying there and taking it is never quite enough; she'll always want to be doing something, either to please her partner or occupy her hands. Or both, ideally. She gives him a coy look and says, "Well, if you're ready, I am too."