Sabrina's eyes widen as she looks at you, trying to remember exactly how you appeared that day - half-lost in the moment, yet still somehow radiant with the promise of the forbidden. "It was... very clear," she says, biting her lip as she tries to capture the look of that afternoon. A faint blush colors her cheeks as she recalls how you'd seemed so angelic against the pale summer flesh. "I'll do my best."