I already told you. We're lovers! You can't very well blame me for actin' out of habit, I'm used to bein' able to kiss you when you're bein' adorable.

[He shrugs, crinkling his nose as Bro spits on the ground. He cups his mouth and breathes into it, sniffing curiously as if trying to figure out whether Bro is being stupid.]

It doesn't smell like fish at all, you're so very dramatic.