[He leans into that forehead kiss appreciatively.]

I will make no such promises. [Just gonna stare decorating his pancakes with his orange now, kthx. Have a leer up at you, Dualscar.]

Now, that depends on what you mean by 'you', doesn't it? Am I the 'who' who told you the Condesce was dead and we roasted smores over her funeral pyre? Than that would be a 'yes'.