She kissed his forehead, something that she had gotten in the habit of doing over the last few weeks. She slipped off his lap, looking around. "What do I need? Besides the explosives."
She exhaled slightly, taking down the earpieces and offering him one. "I'll crush it if I get captured, don't worry."
She was talking to herself quietly as she rooted through the supplies. Her long black hair was in its trademark braid, the end of it brushing the small of her back, and she paused for a moment before standing on a low shelf to look at one of the higher ones.
"I am 5 foot, 3 inches tall, thank you," she replied, climbing up a little more. "That's basically average."
She hung onto the shelf with one hand, looking over at him with a raised eyebrow. "That wasn't just asking."
She squinted before climbing down and coming over to him again, wrapping her arms around his neck. "You're an ass. I can't wait to get captured."
