"Not on days I'm supposed to be spending with you." A beat. "Mostly not on days I'm supposed to be spending with you." Old habits die hard, after all.

Heedless of the fact that they're both covered in blood, she presses close to Fenris in the middle of the street, kissing him back with abandon. Nothing like a bit of fighting and death to get the blood pumping. "Kiss me like that, and you can call it whatever you want."