Might as well be, right? [ Claire sucks in a sharp breath, bracing herself for... She's not really sure what, honestly. For him to be cold, or... Weird and corpse-like, or something. She shivers at the touch to her cheek, but she leans in to him and accepts his lips readily. It's not altogether unpleasant. In fact, it's really very pleasant, and it makes her a little more aware of the strange semi-crush she's developed on him. She always figured it was just the bond of immortality or something, but... He's a good kisser. Her belly knots a little, in a good way. ]