[ She had learned to hold the kiss and wait for Mistletoe-kun to release its confetti. It might have lasted for a couple or heartbeats before the bot happily released them, showered them with confetti chirped away with some number that scored their compatibility.
It bade her to smile in amusement against his lips for a fraction of a second before letting go, healthy color to her cheeks. ] ... I do wonder as to how they come about with those numbers.