Harley was maybe just trying to overwhelm herself by leaning into the physical. They'd been so good at that side from the beginning, and it was so easy to reach for when the other stuff felt weird and fragile and precarious.

(And wanted, and needed, and -- see why she was trying to overload her senses so she wouldn't think too much?)

She bit at his lips, then kissed him just as harshly as he had before.