Tommy is used to being interrogated by women. However, he's usually not so forthright with the truth, or at least some version of the truth, as his method is to start with lies.

But lying to Kate is something he hasn't quite leveled up to. Mostly because she owns guns.

"Is that-- is that all you wanna know? Why we were talkin' bout you? Well, for starters, Voodoo told me you hit him with a bucket. And then I apologized to him for losing my temper over thinking he'd felt you up, 'cause I just wanted to clear the air with him on that. And then things just-- went from there."

He shrugs, a little at a loss of what else to say, or what exactly she isn't asking him to stop doing, or what. Her fingertips are still idly tracing figures on his chest, but he still wonders when or if her claws will come out.

"And just so you know, you're not like any of my other-- the other women I've been with."