"Aye," Davin says quietly, enjoying the warmth of her against his back. He's thinking of a wish but she keeps talking, and he cracks up fondly. He tips his head back to kiss the arch of her cheekbone, reaching up to pet her soft hair. "Nothin' worse than a smart stoner, let me tell ya."

But then he really starts to think about what she's saying and his eyes widen, pupils dilated in the dark. "Yeah, that's freaky. Way too deep for me right now."