"Yes!" Duke yelled, throwing his hands up in their air. "I win! Bwahaha."
"Whoop-di-do," Robyn replied cynically.
Duke poked his tongue out at her.
"Rematch?"
"Sure. I'll just cream you again."
"Whatever you reckon."
"I do reckon."
"Uh huh," Robyn said, whacking him upside the head. "Doofus."
Duke stared at her.
"What?" Robyn asked, setting up the console for another game.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine why?"
"I just downloaded your memories."
Robyn paused, looked back up and stared at him.
"You did?" she queried.
"Uh huh."
"You sure? Because I didn't think I touched you."
"A little. Just then," Duke nodded. "I could some. More recent ones anyway."
"You did."
"You're okay? You didn't feel like a burning sensation or anything?"
"Nope."
" 'Cause that's what everyone else gets."
"You know I've noticed that. Maybe all that 'internal discipline' stuff is working."
"Maybe," Duke considered then gave her a sly look. "There's one way to find out."
"Haven't you downloaded enough of my memories for one day?"
Duke grinned at her mischeviously.
"I think I'll try to avoid that," he said.
And before Robyn could voice a protest, Duke had leant over, cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. Oh hell. There was no burning sensation, no pain, no nothing and Robyn found herself being drawn into the kiss and kissing back. When at last he pulled away, Robyn slapped him around the face.
"Hey, what was that for?" Duke objected. "I thought you wanted me to kiss you."
"Is that what you got from my memories?"
"It was kinda hard to avoid when half of them involved you checking me out."
"Turd."
"Spaz."
"Jerk."
"You liked it."
"Shut up."
"I liked it too."
Robyn was silent.
"Did you get any more of my memories?"
"I think so. But then, I wasn't exactly expecting you to hit me either."
Robyn grinned at him.
"You liked it."
"Shut up."