What a strange question to have to answer now, at this point in her life. Somehow it's still important, despite everything else going on. Sina angles her head slightly, though she continues to rest it on Sorrel's chest.
"...no," she says, a bit deflated, though her smile remains. "...I kissed Ellana once. But she never felt that way." She blushes at the memory, a social stumble that she would still find agonizing if she didn't have something faster to die of. "Little Fern..." She pauses, thinking. "Perhaps, in another life. One where we had time. Where you and I could... learn everything."