[ Dude no it was colder than balls and there were child hostages and shock collars involved. It was a fucking terrible time.

Ziva's ears don't even so much as twitch at the mention of fucking, but they do perk at the mention of fuzzy ears. For a moment she turns her head, lazily, to look at him with curiosity, squinting a bit, but then she casts her gaze back upwards. ]

The first one. I think I already know about the second. Though that wasn't mandatory fucking, [ Said with a finger pointing in his direction. ] that was mandatory CUDDLING. The fucking was just a bonus.

[ So that probably answers that question. ]