She looked at him, his nail-hard eyes unflinching. This man would kill her to get his revenge, but was that reason to let him? She leaned in and gently kissed him on the lips, his mustache bristling against her skin, then stepped back to pinch his cheek. "You’re such an asshole, Xavi. There I was, glad to see you for a minute. Always with the big questions I don’t have answers for. Let’s see if we can get to her first, okay? Come on, sit, eat. You can even smile if you’re up to it."