[He's been making a concentrated effort to hang out with Yu since the kidnapping.]
[So he's along for the mistletoe ride-- and doesn't need to see the paper that hits him in the back of the head to know what's up. He grins crookedly, even if he's actually maybe a little self-conscious, just this once, and pops one hip to set his hand on it as he makes a grand show of reading the paper anyway and looking shocked.] Mistletoe telling us to kiss? Yu, I'd have never thought.
ii; bodyslams this a week late
[So he's along for the mistletoe ride-- and doesn't need to see the paper that hits him in the back of the head to know what's up. He grins crookedly, even if he's actually maybe a little self-conscious, just this once, and pops one hip to set his hand on it as he makes a grand show of reading the paper anyway and looking shocked.] Mistletoe telling us to kiss? Yu, I'd have never thought.