"Well, you can't really run away from me in that condition, can you?" She raises a teasing yet pressing eyebrow up as she lowers her gaze briefly back to the canteen. There's a slight scolding tone in her voice as she brings their focus back on the water and it's effects. She clicks her tongue twice disapprovingly before raising her eyes back up to him. She already knows that there's no point in trying to talk him out of it anymore.

"But Peter," she huffs out a laughter, failing to bring the intended lightness to it and making it only sound stressed and hasted. "I shot you twice. And called you by names. Can you really say you still want to kiss and be with me like you did before? I'm sure even you have more self-preservation than that."