It had been two years since she'd realized. Normally Motoko was the soul of patience, but the fact of the matter was that it was getting ridiculous.

So, quite naturally, one day she decided that it no longer mattered, seized Bruce by the collar of his cowl, and kissed him full on the mouth. She was very sure that it would seem to an outsider that she had done this for not reason at all. Then, she dropped him— shoved, really.

"Deal with it."