She is, perhaps, bolder than he remembers her being. He's bolder still, grinding against her knee and leaving her cheeks painted with a blush. (It's ridiculously girlish that she's blushing as much as she is... but he's always been able to get her to react.)

Mina leans back from his throat and arches an eyebrow at him when she finally realises he has her pinned down. She twists one wrist, carelessly breaking his grip with shockingly little effort, just to make the point that she can. After, though, she returns it to the spot he'd pinned it moments before.