Satisfied that he's all right, she obeys his instructions, resting her head on his coat again. It's a shame that they can't act on her confession; he's a Lieutenant Colonel of the Amestrian army, and her superior officer. The fraternization laws prevent--and will likely always prevent, as she doesn't think either of them will drop out of the army--them from being together.

The smell of her burned flesh brings her back to the present moment. She watches his face. "Now what?" she whispers, almost scared of the answer. Like the burns, she did not think her confession through--something completely unlike her normal self. His reaction threw her.