"No sugar, no chocolate. Coupla fun times here, you n' me." Saxsice frowns at her wrist for a moment more, then shrugs, letting her arm drop. "Well, as long as I'm middlin', I'll take it, I guess? Mellow yellow, heh."

She's still snickering as she hops by him, out into the night air, letting out a huge, relieved sigh. "Yep, sharin' that there childhood trauma did it. Just like, uhhhh group therapy or somethin'." She shakes her hair out, then pauses, looking back at Kyle. "You want your jacket back? Think I'm gonna go catch rabbits or somethin'."