Riddlers gives a nervous bout of laughter. "I was about to ask the same thing. Or kiss you again. One of those things."

Nervous doesn't suit him. He doesn't like it. "But I'm not. Kissing you again. You said one. At least until you get to speak with Ed, which might not be until tomorrow, because of the meltdown, because he's an idiot." He sighs and ducks his head, eyes closing and removing some of the temptation to ignore it.