[ He doesn't seem to mind the contact as such, so she lets it linger a moment longer while she thinks. It's restraint, to her way of thinking; considering how many strategy discussions Medea's had to exasperatedly detach Psyche's arms from around her... ]

It's... complicated. The politics of Vasilios go a little over my head still. But, um... my disappearing could be a little bit of a mess. It's only for a few more weeks, but I'm the crown-princess-to-be. [ She sneaks a quick glance over at him to see if that was too abrupt. ] I'm worried Eros will use this as an excuse to say I've been kidnapped. If he makes me into a justification to go after -- after a political rival, or reopen hostilities with Othilei...