She chuckled against his ear as he nuzzled against her, tilting her head to nuzzled her nose into his hair briefly. "Maybe I won't. We'll see." Of course she had Plans(tm) that would probably get thrown out the window once she started.

She absently stroked her hand through his hair, almost fascinated by the soft feel in spite of the spiky style. Even his -hair- was a contradiction, who knew?