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He runs a hand down her side and holds it at her waist, still kissing.
He reaches out his hand for Emma, "Come on, it's fine, trust me."
"I doubt it."
The music's ok. I've heard better on the NES.
He begins kissing with even more passion, his cheeks lightly blushing.
"I used to be a fun-loving drunk. Now look at me, I'm just an ass at this point."
He smiles and hops on the boat.
"I do miss being... Me sometimes."
He begins to match her passion, wanting to move at her pace.
"We can kiss later, is hate to disturb the rest. Ok, I lied. I love it!" He whispered back before giving Emma a quick kiss on the lips.
"I do. But I have fun by riddling people with bullets."
He kisses back and holds her close.
He hugs Emma back, then backs the boat into the river. "Soon, we can kiss those Raskals behind!"
He leans even more into the kiss.
"We... We're here. I can't believe it! We're actually here!"
"Oh, don't give me that." He said, "I know you kill almost as much as me. Words should mean nothing to you."
He smiles then locks lips with her.
"Pretty much. Death happens everyday, why should I care?"
"Exactly. I'm stone cold. I've killed too many people to even give a shit."
"Thanks." He said, leaning in.