Fine. She has a point too. He won't admit it, but his tight jaw and red cheeks oughta betray him there. He bumps her arm back, points out cautiously, "You asked before, though. I didn't know you. See, I didn't know.

"So. Whatever you wanna know, that's. We'll make it even." A beat, and he rocks to the side to give her a peck on the cheek. "Maybe not. This second. Kinda all bloody."