She tilted her face downwards for him and curled two fingers beneath his chin, returning the kiss. She stayed close even when they parted, eyes glittering with mirth. "That's me, butting my nose into things I shouldn't be," she joked. She remembered that mess.

"I was less concerned about two Templars in the Rose and more about how the Knight-Captain was drawing his sword on a recruit," she said against his lips, looking at his eyes. "At first. Had I been in the same situation, I might have done the same." Any gravity fell away from her words when she nearly laughed. "You keep doing that," she muttered, leaning in for a brush of a kiss, thumb pressing briefly against his jaw. His stubble almost tickled but it was welcome friction against her cheek.