Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

But, oh, the ideas that last line sprouted in her mind as they kissed. She could convince him to drop this whole stupid thing, to take her to bed and ignore the world for the rest of the night and then when they finally awoke tomorrow, they could go on just as they were, ignoring all this unpleasantness in favor of just being together. Because when they were together, perfectly in sync, everything was so very, very good...

Alas, even as those ideas blossomed into such tempting fruit, Liliana knew they were lies. There was no amount of convincing that would make Ignis stop being concerned by something that endangered her and even before her discovery, she'd known the Chain Veil qualified. All she'd be doing was kicking this conversation further down the line and making it all the more fraught by doing so.

And there was that minor detail about wanting to be more honest and open with him because of emotions or whatever, but she was ignoring that.

"I'm sorry for how isolated you must have felt these past few days," she murmured, the apology falling from her lips with ease - helped along, no doubt, by the fact that it was expressing sympathy, not culpability. "I can only imagine how far away I felt, even when tucked against you." Her water-warmed hand traced over his face. "I would like nothing more than to use my voice to seduce you further, but I'm afraid I'll have to use it for unpleasant truths instead." She bit his lip, sulkily. "Your fault. I was perfectly happy to be irresponsible until you showed up."

And then kissed him again to show that she couldn't resent the loss of irresponsibility when she'd gotten him instead.