jesse's girl

Her reaction to his playful words had been a careful one. Kirsi wasn't the type to openly admit her feelings, often even trying to keep them hidden from herself, pushed back and masked by her more calculated and analytical side. Opening up was a risky move - framing it so that he was the pursuer, even if she wanted the exact same thing as he did, was somehow preferable to her. Kirsi had never been comfortably just going with the flow; her actions were meticulous, carefully planned, all a means to an end, regardless of how she felt. Song was no different - though truthfully it scared her just how much she was beginning to care for him.

But hearing validation he felt the same was certainly helping things along. "And if someone - say, me - tries to claim it before you, what will you do then? Fight me for it?" Her expression was even more playful now, her lips twisting into a full-on smirk as her eyes sparkled with something like a challenge. The thought of sparring him was interesting to her in more than one way and she wondered just how he'd react to her suggestion.