[it's the same for Kara - at least, she's definitely looking from the pink in Faith's cheeks to the pink of her lips. She knows what it's like to kiss Faith, which in and of itself is a weird thought to process. Her fingertips tap against her thigh as she remembers how warm Faith's skin was, too. Sure, she'd only barely grazed Faith's back, but it had all been so much...

But that had all been because of the drink, right? Faith... Faith is a great friend, and Kara should probably stop leering at her, oh geez. She reaches up, twists a tendril of her hair over her shoulder, and plays with it, something to do with her hands even as she huffs out another quiet laugh at what Faith is saying, shaking her head.]

No way, can't do it, sorry. Though, one time, me and my friend Winn watched so many kitten videos in a row that we started crying together. We could do that sometime, if we ever escape this place. He did swear me to secrecy, though, so if you ever meet him, don't tell him I told you about that.