Fleeting is unfortunate, as it turns out. Meryl leans into the kiss, only to huff with some amount of agitation when Night Sky pulls back. Just when she's getting into it!

"I - haven't. I didn't really have time for it in school, I was too busy studying. And then once I was in the field, well..."

She motions vaguely. She doesn't need to get into how hard it is to hook up with anyone in the desert. Or the fact that she might have been carrying a torch for someone at the time.

"That's not a dealbreaker, is it?"