Well, at least they're speaking the same language now. Faith has no qualms with some casual tonsil hockey, especially because it's not the kind of thing you forget how to do no matter how long it's been since you last did it.

And she likes impulsive, as evidenced by the way Faith kisses back. Her hands make a connection soon after, pulling and pushing at the same time. Her inner conflicts never really go away -- the ones that tell her not to trust anyone (not even herself) but to still give them the chance.

"I don't do happily ever after," she murmurs when she finally pulls away. The words rush out like a warning she is practiced at giving. Athos is a good person and Faith is a black hole. He deserves the chance to bolt off in the other direction if he wants.

She really hopes he doesn't.