[a pause as she follows his eyes for a moment— and just slooooowly, she turns a little redder. Hey maybe this is good, because also outside of... maybe a flash of ankle or leg when she turns him back human, she admits to being curious.

Very curious.

So maybe right now it doesn’t matter. Actually, it definitely doesn’t matter. She could say anything and, well, it’d be fine. At least, that’s what she’s telling herself.]

Mars, you should kiss me.