She could have gone on for some time, but she yielded. Largely to the fact that the Doctor probably had to breathe, at some point. Inconvenient thing. Breath. But no one was perfect.

Pulling back slightly, Mina rested both palms on his chest. "Now, I want you to explain it all to me," she said. "Every single bit of it. I have never felt anything like that my entire life."

Although she hoped there would be more of it in her future.