[Sorry Archie, he was made this way. At the smooch he just sort of smiles for a second, before it fades. It has nothing to do with Archie personally, and everything to do with a thought that's just popped into his head. Before he can bury it the way he normally does, he allows himself to blurt out:]

I just... don't get why so many people aren't afraid of me. I was created to be a weapon, and people just don't think I'm going to ever go off in their direction...