Bramblepoint i got sugar and salt in my blood

she was right, he didn't know her. he didn't know the things she'd done or the things she will do, but he liked to give others the benefit of the doubt. any one of the faces he'd met so far could have been a murderer, thief, rapist, kidnapper, you name it. it didn't change the fact that he'd enjoyed their company, just as he enjoyed hers.

"i don't think you're going to kill me or anything" he let out, briefly pulling away so that he might try to look her in the eye. "but if you do, at least give me a five second head start" he joked, hoping to lighten the mood once more. he'd stay, and with any luck, might just help convince her she wasn't as terrible as she thought she was.