You're biased.

[ Her tone is as sweet as the grin that accompanies it, though. She loves his inability to be objective about her. Granted, it's mutual; close like this she's definitely taking the opportunity to get her hands on him, sliding her palms over his back as he kisses her throat. ]

I'm not thinking suicide, I'm thinking-- hmn-- [ he almost successfully distracts her with that one. ] I'm thinking a staged suicide. Maybe some kind of remotely triggered device.