"You're not shutting me up that easily," Wilson says, and then, "Think fast!"

He grabs Maxwell by the back of the head and pulls him into a kiss. As much as it seems like pure sudden impulse, Wilson's careful enough not to bash their noses together or draw blood with a hasty movement of his own clawed fingernails; he gave some thought to this before he did it. He tastes of a mintiness that suggests this is the outcome he was hoping for when he approached the cabin.