[The confirmation of his feelings being shot at her as clear as day was like a literal bullet that made her fall of the couch and drop onto the floor with a barrel roll. When she came to a stop, she just laid there and stared up at him as heat came to her cheeks. Hot, hot heat. Hotter then she had ever felt before without the flames.

Sniper liked her. He liked liked her. He was attracted to her as a woman. He wasn't seeing her as a comrade anymore but as someone to be physically attracted to.]