Jamie blinks at Sora slowly, eyebrows raising. This is...kind of unexpected. And at the same time it's not, because Sora's always been a touchy-feely person. Still, there's a bit of a stretch between friendly hugging and kissing.
His first impulse is to laugh it off as some kind of joke and give Sora a bad time, but somewhere in the complex routing systems of his brain the notion gets bogged down in a vague but impenetrable morass of what can only be described as "things you think are a good idea while you're really drunk." Why not? It's just a kiss. He likes Sora, Sora's his...friend? Yeah, he's comfortable saying that Sora is his friend. Friends do stuff with each other they wouldn't do with most other people. Jamie probably wouldn't kiss most other people. Ergo, kissing Sora is a thing that should happen.
After a few seconds of serious consideration, Jamie shrugs and kind of grins and says, "Sure, okay, why not?"
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His first impulse is to laugh it off as some kind of joke and give Sora a bad time, but somewhere in the complex routing systems of his brain the notion gets bogged down in a vague but impenetrable morass of what can only be described as "things you think are a good idea while you're really drunk." Why not? It's just a kiss. He likes Sora, Sora's his...friend? Yeah, he's comfortable saying that Sora is his friend. Friends do stuff with each other they wouldn't do with most other people. Jamie probably wouldn't kiss most other people. Ergo, kissing Sora is a thing that should happen.
After a few seconds of serious consideration, Jamie shrugs and kind of grins and says, "Sure, okay, why not?"