[This time she says nothing, shoving herself forward via straightening her arms and catching his mouth with her own. The scrape of tongue against teeth without either permission or hesitation; the heat of his breath versus the cold, artificial surface of his mask.
He's being too serious. Which is fine - his business is his business, and usually it involves enough mass-murder for Nisha to keep focused - but here? Now? Serious is all around them.
She figures he could use something grounding; she also figures it'll keep her from having to talk about shopping malls, so win-win.]
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He's being too serious. Which is fine - his business is his business, and usually it involves enough mass-murder for Nisha to keep focused - but here? Now? Serious is all around them.
She figures he could use something grounding; she also figures it'll keep her from having to talk about shopping malls, so win-win.]