Janet laughs, in appreciation of Liu Mingyan's hands on her and the sentiment. "Mmhmm. Usually if we're at that stage, touching is no longer on the fucking table." There's a little tingle in her palms that tells her Woven Strength really is about to wear off -- she could cast it again, but she's got better things to do now. So she uses the last of its power to put her hands at Liu Mingyan's shoulders and bear her down against the mattress.