[Absinthe is cute like this, actually? Levity smiles, leaning down to give him another kiss - and one of his hands tangles itself in Absinthe's hair, making him turn his head to the side and expose more of his neck.]

...You're sweet. Though unfortunately not literally, hmmm?

[He's proud of his bad joke! And keeping that curious smile as he draws the edge of the knife down along Absinthe's neck, to the shoulder - and here he presses it in deeper, now that it's over the muscle rather than any vitally important organs.]