"Oh you love it when I help you, pipe down." She leaned up on tiptoe, King was not a small man. In any sense of the word. Leaning up she kissed his cheek, close to his mouth and smiled.
Her brow raised. "What are you talking about?" She tilted her head, she hadn't noticed. Her eyes were only for Hannibal.
"Think we can get it to go and head home? I'd just feel safer there." This whole thing with Drake made her a little on edge.