[ Her heart stutters, and her smile turns helpless, a little dazed. Well, certainly she can forgive him if he kisses her better, leaving her feeling so unfocused, so woolly. (This is -

This is falling in love, she thinks, and the thought is so uncomplicated and welcome. So easily considered and accepted.)

So, she admits softly: ]

My feelings aren't hurt. I like your games. But definitely kiss me better, just in case.

[ Never stop, she wants to add. Never go away.

Her fingertips trace paths along his cheek. ]

Hey, speaking of: don't I owe the fountain monster a kiss for surprising them? Or should I save it for later?