[ The thought that it might be mistletoe driven doesn't occur to her. She would have squeezed his hand without it, and leaned into him just a little bit as she laughed, her free hand coming up to cover her mouth without doing anything to stifle her giggles.]

No no, see, that's the thing about being Maid of Time. When you're made of it, you're always on time for everything. You wouldn't have to wait until you're old, I'd be there just when the moment was right.