He kissed her back with a smirk. Lock then reached up to wipe whatever that was on his shoulder, then stuck his tongue out at Lillith. He smiled as he watched her go...then felt Carver's vines around his throat.

Lock tumbled to the ground, then immediately kicked into defense mode. His tail wrapped around several of her vines before they could ensnare it first, before he focused the rest of his priorities into keeping Carver from choking him.

"The hell are you even talking about?" he cried. "[I]What[/i] thing?"

The both of their walkie-talkies crackled. With their close proximity as the two wrestled, a bit of interference shrieked over the sound of Shock's voice, but enough of the message came through.

"Pum...atch secured. How are...graveyard?"