[He nods. Did someone build these robots just to make their lives more awkward?]
[So. He should kiss her. It's not that he doesn't want to. He's just not a fan of his decisions being dictated by force fields. And he can't decide what the heck he should do. How much of a 'kiss' do they need, anyway? So it's just a relative eternity of nervous smiling for him.]
[Hi Artemis. You're still really pretty but help please.]