[ OH. WELL. WELL. It isn't like she was expecting him to be horrified or freak out or anything, because he's Squalo, but. She wasn't expecting smooches, either.

Not that she's complaining or anything, clearly, since she's a little busy returning the kiss and there really isn't much room for anything else. Even that pained noise only gets a concerned little mmph in response because it's been so long and she likes him so much and kissing is really great, actually, how the heckie did she manage to go for so long without it?? ]

That's not - well. It can make me both.

[ Ordinarily she might argue that not everyone is capable of committing atrocities for the people they love no matter how strongly they feel about them, or launch into a rambling explanation of how no, actually, it means she's the worst person in the history of ever and she has powerpoint presentations to prove it. None of that feels especially pressing right now, though.

Man, eridium is great. Squalo is great. Sigh. ]

'Nd be careful of your - your bandagey bits! If you bleed out it'll suck so freaking bad.

[ WISE WORDS. That get followed up with more snogging, obviously. ]