[It takes only a moment or so before he leans over, places a hand on the hunter's shoulder, and pulls him in for a lingering, deep kiss, breaking away only to smirk slightly before he's back to walking.]

Never said you had to stop, just that we might be late if you didn't.

[Perhaps he shouldn't be so bemused, but he certainly is.]

Maybe I'll just have to let you know in detail what it was I was thinking of, at some point.