West grinned, "Well Bearcat it just seems to me all you do is work work work."<br/>He leaned down over her, whispering into her ear so close his lips brushed it as he spoke, "Though of course what those phrases mean is entirely up to you." He lazilly drew his fingers across one edge of her hairline, as though to brush a stray strand of brilliant red hair from her face, "Though I'm happy to oblige if those are... group activities."<br/>He leaned up right close to her, so that their faces were smoshed together in a way that their eyes lined up perfectly. "Seems you're right, didn't realize you had such pretty eyes from so far away. The nose really is in the way."