[Gai just sits up instead, leaning over to kiss her forehead. Maybe he poked a little too much there... it's still hard for him to gauge what's okay to joke about and what isn't. He's used to humor that's far more biting, and it's easy for him to forget that not everyone has the same thick skin that he does when it comes to things like that.]

I know. That means I'm going to have to find you some better romance novels if the ones you read didn't have that in them. Those writers obviously don't even know what they're writing about.