She did let people get under her skin, Robin had a good knack for it. She couldn't deny that. And she wouldn't. Anyone she loved had a good shot of getting to her, and hurting her. That was one of the risks in caring about someone so much. She tapped her finger to his chin, just lightly. "You're just a little biased. But I know I gotta be some kinda catch though. I've held on to you this long, haven't I?" She was making an attempt to lighten the mood a little.
Tilting her head back just enough, she placed a feather light kiss on the soft skin where his neck and chin came together. It was the closest place she could reach without stretching up. She didn't want to move. Life always felt easier wrapped up against him. Like she could conquer the world, as long as she could come home to this.