[He yelps a little, smacking at her arm with a hand drawn to his chest like an offended southern belle.]

Oh my god, Lup, fuck off, you and Barry never did that shit-- we've known each other like a year! Hell, him less 'cause that counts four months of cave purgatory. I didn't even fuckin' say boyfriend till two months ago.

[Even that's still foreign in his mouth, in his mind, in his heart.]

I'm not-- in love with the guy, he tried to kill me like six times, I'm still recovering. Duh.