Hag was a bit sad she didn't like they way he kissed her, so he decided to stop it. He could clearly see how afraid she was of others. It seeemed like she had never liked society at all, and this new freaks he had weren't exactly slices of pie. They were all bitter or gentle, in their own way. "They will accept you. I'll make sure they accept you. Or else...I'll have Mortimer teach them some manners." He had always used Mortimer as a subject of fear towards his workers, as they all knew what he was capable of. Hag gave back dirty looks to the people who stared at them, making them mind their own business. "In exactly one day we'll be leaving this shithole and heading to the next destination: Some rural town in the United Kingdom, near London. Oh...and by the way...I kissed you like that...because...I really love you and I think you are really gorgeous. Even if we met hours ago, I've been aching to find the other piece of my heart since I was a kid. And here you are, the woman I love the most. Just...do you...feel the same?" he asked, his hand now intertwining his fingers with hers and waiting for an answer. He wanted to kiss her so badly.