Rogier's pleased crooning barely registers with Dawn, he is much like any of the other sounds coming from the other festival goers, white noise. Her attention is on Ianthe and her eyes slip shut as the other woman returns the kiss, this one longer but still soft and sensual.

"Just a little?" She teases back, her dark brown eyes opening again as her hand grazes up Ianthe's chest and neck to take hold of the ring in her collar. Gently she gives it a little tug as she starts to lower herself down amongst the plush pillows, signaling Ianthe to join her.