Exactly. You're... you're the one person I feel like I can be totally open with, you know? And I want you to be totally open with me. I mean... I don't want you to feel like you have to tell me things, but if you want to say something then you're always welcome to tell me, and I'm hardly going to judge you for anything.

[She shrugs again, leaning in to kiss Descole lightly on the lips.]

I guess it's okay for me to do this, if you're me, then? God, how narcissistic is that, that I want to kiss myself?