He didn't waste any more time, kissing her deeply. It was a strange kiss. His mouth was rough beneath the wearing makeup, and the edges of his scars gave the corners of his mouth a strange, pebbly texture. But he wasn't harsh about it. He didn't yank her close and kiss her until it hurt. He didn't bruise her or split her lips, as he easily could have. He was surprisingly tender. This might be the one kiss he'd ever have, so it ought to be a good one.