Huhhh... [ Mari blinks slowly, glance flickering between Kanan's face and the fingers twirling her hair.

Really? That's why?

Her brow pinches. ]

You're so weird, Kanan. [ It's chiding, but soft. ] Did you think there's any way I wouldn't want to hear it? I mean... [ Her hold around her tightens a moment. ] Would you hug someone you don't like? [ One hand lets go then, taking hold of Kanan's own, lacing their fingers together to still the fidgeting. ] Or hold hands with someone you don't like? Or...

[ Lowering her head, Mari gently presses her lips over Kanan's knuckles. ] Kiss someone you don't like?