She makes up for her lack of specific experience with clear enthusiasm. For all the awkwardness of their conversation and for any misgivings about where this might lead, Vex has wanted to do this, waited to do this for months and more, and she commits herself to the kiss with the same determination she had shown (or would have shown, or will show) during their first kiss in Whitestone. One hand cups the back of Percy's neck. The other pulls at his buttons fit to pop at least one or two of them off.

Percy will find an easier time. Vex's blouse is a sort worn commonly locally, tying once to gather at the neck. It only takes a tug to open it, sending it slipping off her shoulder.

More conveniently, she's made something of a habit of wearing a skirt when she's in town and saving pants for her treks out in the woods. Any part of her that Percy wants access too, he won't find it all that challenging.