What, you don't think I do either? [She pokes his shoulder, eyebrow raised and daring him to say she couldn't possibly be as ready for this as he was.] I wanted you in that tent, I wanted you on the dancefloor, I even thought about just throwing caution to the wind and trying to start something in my bed.

[Elizabeth dips her chin and hides her face in her hand. That had been a very desperate moment in her sexual life, obviously.]