Without hesitation he kisses back, however brief the kiss is. His mouth opens and he nudges forward to keep their lips close. Wanting to be yet closer, he slings one leg over Jade's thighs. He knows he's too easy like this, he knows the seller had been right to call him a slut; not only easy to fuck, but also easy to kidnap.

At least the latter won't happen again.

"Why not?" It'd make everything so much easier and he'd simply drink enough not to remember anything afterwards. Even intoxicated as he is at the moment, he realizes that is probably exactly the opposite of what Jade wants. What was it -- working on his discipline. Alcohol is definitely not good for someone's discipline. "He won't like me when I'm sober. But I won't kick or bite him, I promise."