She’s dead serious, and it shows as she waits for his response. He goes dark, his eyes seem black and cold. She holds her breath but not because she’s scared. She’s — captivated. His grin is almost too much, it causes her to smile in turn. But then she takes a few steps forward, once again attempting to meet his gaze. “Well I was going to take you out but maybe we should stay in?”

_{“Or,” he said, moving his right hand under her chin, “You can take me out an’ i’ll have a bit of fun.” Though, ‘fun’ to him usually meant some kind of violence. Usually the sort that was fatal for anyone involved. “I promise I won’t kill anyone… just for you.” He said it as truth, but even Ky knew deep down that it could quickly become a lie. Especially with his moods. “I promise.”}