There's a certain amount of recklessness that comes from alcohol, be it ambrosia or scotch or any other kind of booze Lee has had in his life. Usually that's what's found Lee in these kinds of situations in the past: kissing someone he hadn't planned to kiss. But they've both only had the one drink, and Lee himself is barely even feeling it.

The taste of alcohol is on her lips, though, and he deepens the kiss, even as he's trying not to think about all the reasons why this is probably a bad frakking idea. His list of acquaintances in Darrow is pretty short, and this has the potential of ending up just as strange as it is between himself and Tommy. Of course, the circumstances are different, but all he can can think of is how they can't string together two frakking words to say to each other these days. After tonight, he's positive that he doesn't want this to end up like that.

Not that he's expecting anything beyond this. He wouldn't be one to object, but he wasn't even expecting this much.