Northstar Vale I paint my lips red, I turn my own head

His words felt weighed, toxic, they hurt to listen to despite what one might think should be something pleasant by the chosen words. But that look in his eye, that slow kiss on her cheek sent every shiver to run up and down her spine uncomfortably. Fighting every temptation to pull away and go find Collision to glue herself to his side, she sat there and took the wet kiss which was the most pleasant of the possible outcomes and so... she would not fight it with much effort. 

Cerulean eyes filled with an apologetic fear, hoping he would not do anything further and they could both go on their merry way after today's events...

fade yes new! \o/