[Fang's still smirking, but she's being nice and trying not to be too obvious about it. At the same time though, she folds her arms and leans against the wall, watching Light.]

Why's nothin' ever gonna come of it? I'm not gonna ask pardon for sayin' so, but if neither of you get your heads on straight, the only reason nothin'd happen would be from you two not speakin' up.