Firefly Glen first time making love

"i'm not a fan of the cold either" he revealed, a summer baby through and through. "why don't we go searching when the flowers have bloomed?" he suggests with a tilt of his head, wondering if she was up for some spring exploring.

"i don't know" he teased, a toothy grin stretching it's way across his maw. "if i was a girl i might be prettier." he had full confidence that he'd totally rock being a chic, shaking them hips like shakira and shit.