[That kiss would be allowed for now, Fujiko curling her hand back around her neck so she could press her forehead to his, smiling almost indulgently.]

You talk like someone who hasn't had their heart broken. Maybe once you meet that milestone in maturity, we can talk.

[To soothe the bite of those words, she kissed the tip of his nose, getting up to get another drink. Lupin's proximity was dangerous. It could drag her in and make her drown.]