"As you said, I just got done. I'd rather face down a horde of vrocks, aiming ti rip my throat out, than go through that again," Kammy grumbles. "Fine, if you insist," Ash says, looking a little annoyed by the whole fiasco, but jumping in where Kammy remains back, sliding into his lap and impaling herself on him, eagerly, her six arms wrapping around his torso as she seeks his lips, hungrily.