Janet does, of course, look, but she keeps any observations to herself. Besides, she has her eye on the prize: she goes willingly into Susan's kiss with a soft exhale more of continued satisfaction than of surprise. Now that they're standing, she's taller, and she likes the way Susan has to tilt her chin up the slightest bit to fit their mouths together. As she kisses her, easy but purposeful, she reaches to tug the belt of Susan's robe loose again.