[ the bot is satisfied once he returns the kiss, and lets out a cheerful spray of confetti to pelt piter directly in the face.
his seems to be the patience of a saint, waiting until it is done hurling its parting gift at him to reach up and swat the bothersome thing away. after another pause to shake the confetti off, he gives her a rather impatient look. ] I am not a man concerned with intimacy.
[ and he doesn't care in the slightest if she is insultded or not. though, seeing as she has made things easier on him (and is part of the BAU, of course), he won't be going out of his way to offend her. hey, he is sometimes capable of being civil. ]