Weighing the desire

“Kisses are kind, bites are bad.”

They bit their lower lip. “What if you like bites?”

He looked back over at them. “Um.” He didn’t seem to have an answer for that. Perhaps they shouldn’t have said anything. “Then… they they aren’t? I’m not sure I want to be bit.”

“But would you like to bite?”

He still didn’t have an answer for that, but he seemed willing to try.