They're clearly edging toward more dangerous ground again, but though Pepper acknowledges this, she doesn't particularly care at the moment; the lure of this -- whatever this is -- is greater, her curiosity overriding the warnings from her common sense.

"I wouldn't say bad..." A little quiver trails across her belly at the implication, hardly unaffected by their closeness. "What kind of game?" she finds herself murmuring, eyelids drooping slightly as she mimics him, gaze dipping down to his mouth involuntarily.