That was sort of Brock's philosophy about the whole thing. It got annoying when the castle made him kiss dudes or, like... crazy women, but. For the most part it was at least relatively pleasurable.

"Well, when you put it that way," he said with a small grin, eying her as she moved closer.

Brock slid his hand around Natasha's waist and bent down to press his mouth to hers. At least the magic buzzing in his head subsided to a more tolerable level once he actually went for it. And of course... there are worse people he could be kissing.