[She does not miss that dark shadow that falls over his eyes, that protective spark that could make her knees weak if she weren't already lying in bed next to him. Yet, somehow, it does, along with hearing that he has, indeed, already started looking into it.
There's just something about his power...]
I could.
[Her other hand searches blindly for his so that she might lock their fingers together loosely.]
no subject
There's just something about his power...]
I could.
[Her other hand searches blindly for his so that she might lock their fingers together loosely.]
But I don't want to team up with them.
[Whoever they are.]