[ Physical affection. Again. It feels natural from Noh-Varr, though. It's been happening to her a lot, lately. With a huff of a sigh she leans against him, ill-humored and sour and very much relieved by the embrace. ]

Yeah. I know. For some reason, you've always believed.

[ He'd believed when he handed her the knife.

Will you stop fucking thinking about it? Vriska just nods. ] I'll make it back. I swore I would. Not just to Ghost and Gale, but to myself! There is no way I am failing out of blue team for good. [ She tilts her head back to grin up at him. It's a bit wan, but she's trying. ] You won't get rid of me for long. So you better enjoy the break while it lasts!