He wanted her to leave him here?
To die?
They could save these jokes for later, couldn't they?
Did he think he was Romeo and she was his Juliet?
She grabbed the collar of his shirt and yanked him closer to her. Their eyes met briefly for a moment before she leaned closer and captured his lips with hers.
He stiffened, apparently taken aback by her move.
Her other hand took the opportunity to strike him on the neck when he was absent-minded.
His eyes closed and as his head nodded off to the side, she slowly pulled back from him, ''Now you can breathe in water for some time,'' she helped him onto the car seat as her body started transforming gradually.
The trench coat she was wearing disappeared and her legs pressed together, being replaced by a long fishtail as blue scales peppered over her body and fins appeared on her sides.
