Mmm... I bet you are, really. I mean, you're good at kissing even though you say you're not.

[Descole tilts her head into his touch a little more. It's weird, to be able to let someone close like this after so long, and up until now she'd never realised how much she missed it. She knows that she might not be so open when she's sober, even with him. That everything might still be too much without the buzz. So she's trying to make the most of it now, resting her head on his chest now with a slight sigh.]

...you're warm, double.