War's cheerful expression dropped very suddenly and she looked rather startled at George. "Did you come here to kiss me?" she asked him, a slight edge of horror in her voice at the idea. "Because I will smash your nose."
She had kissed George, she remembered that, but she didn't remember now why she'd done it. Wires crossed or misplaced emotions running high. It seemed like a completely different person when she thought back on it. Or maybe it was simply that since then the idea of sex as a goal had been stripped away from her. She couldn't much see the interest in having sex with someone when she could be punching them instead.