"I know that I liked kissing you a lot, also know I fuckin' hate that idiot with the bow," he explains turning off the phone as he settles across from her grabbing a plum from his bag on the table and running his fingers over it.

"I still like kissing you, but I figured you know, it shouldn't be more then that 'til more shit gets figured out," he says honestly. He was still the suave flirty ladies man he'd always been with her but more of that old fashioned, being proper sort of feelings were coming through when it came to physical affection.

"Actually, might have run away quicker because I was more afraid that you wouldn't like me kissing you after you know, all that shootin'" he adds honestly, blushing a bit more and takes a bite of plum to distract himself a bit, but he's still looking at her, like he's trying to get a better read about all this. "I'm good on the cease fire though."