"Because I'm much hap--" Oh. Her fingertips dug back into his dreads; she drew as much of the kiss as she could from him. Sighing softly when he had teasingly broke it off. A light, impatient hum in the back of her throat.

Her eyes opened -- so close to his. "R-right. What was that about social mores? Maybe I should go...do those. Get'em over and done with and dusted and..." She grappled and wrestled for another word but found it wanting.

Instead, she chased down a second kiss.