"It's cute." She insists after mentally fumbling a second for the right word and coming up short. It's endearing, charming, adorable- not the woman's idea, but South thinks it's cute.

She leans in a little more to get a closer look, at first, then leans in a little more, stopping just short of catching her lips. She definitely wants to just dive on in, but she's going to be...polite? Let her close the breath of space she's left between them.