[ Seeming to relax all the more in the wake of that kiss, Nami's eyes are soft as they follow Weiss when she breaks away and leans back, reaching up to give her shaggy head of orange hair a ruffle in an effort not to look like a drowned rat while in the presence of a beautiful woman – sure they're close, but Weiss is classy, Nami isn't about to get complacent and take their mutual attraction for granted.

Just as importantly – she likes to look cute. ]

What about spice? If I kiss you after eating something hot enough that my lips start tingling, do you think you'd feel it?

[ Nami forgets about wanting an answer once Weiss draws close to kiss her again, the tips of her damp fingers lifting to trace over the other woman's jaw as she sighs in contentment. ]

I like the salt.

[ A point that gets proven when her mouth seeks out Weiss' once more. ]