Andrew continued to stand his ground, watching Chase for the slightest moment when she would attempt another attack on his, ready to take it all at once. But instead, it was something completely different. In a flash, her lips were on his, but this time there was nothing there. Just a hollowed version of what had happened before. There was nothing there, the thing that had happened had died, and Andrew knew it before it was over. So he would just enjoy it for the moment, pushing himself more closely towards her, not really wanting to do it in the first place. But what the hell, a kiss was a kiss. After the moment, Andrew pulled away, but still looked the same, but a bit confused. "Umm... ooookay," was all he said at that moment.
Andrew realized why she had done that. She wanted to get into his head, but it hadn't worked because of the fact he had become more paranoid and less trusting in his time. There was no way that he would let her win. If this was war, he wanted to win and win it well. "I guess it was alright," he shrugged, wanting to test her and see what would happen "but I think Nerissa was better."