"Really?" she asked, groaning slightly under the weight. She did indeed end up needing to use the tail, one eye twitching at the corner from the sudden pain of kinking it. Still, at least they didn't go spilling into a buffet table. "So little faith in what we had?" she added with a curious, mocking tone.

She twisted slightly, squirming out of his grasp enough to stand up and straighten her tail out, wincing again before turning those cool green eyes on him. She opened her mouth to make some remark or other, but it ended up an inhale instead. Oh God. He looked good. The only words that came to mind were entirely ribald, and for a moment she just looked completely flummoxed. She was hurting! She was sad and she was...just...too confused. It was like being two people at once, and she couldn't seem to decide who to be in that moment.

So she fell back on what she had.

Hands reached out, gripping both sides of the front of the kimono to tug him forward into a bruising open-mouthed kiss, searing away her anger and fear long enough to wash the bitterness out of her mouth and taste something familiar and good. So what if anyone else was watching, she thought, tail winding around Dante's ankles of its own accord. Let them. Maybe it was better to be a little bit of the Old Roze. Even she didn't much like New Roze.