"Well, then I suppose I'll have to keep up with my good efforts." He's smiling into the kiss, genuinely smiling, because it's so good to see his reaper happy and slinging jokes back. "Careful though, you'll flatter me too much."

But Mattheiu's admission sparks something warm in his chest, a fierce adoration that has him leaning down to steal another slow, chaste kiss as the bartender absconds. Damn what anyone else would think, he's more than happy to share his affections for his reaper in front of any and everybody.

Pretending to think for a moment, he reaches out and contemplates his drink before flashing Mattheiu a saucy smile, "well now, I never said that."