Perhaps we'll both need a night to talk about ourselves. There is much I wish to ask you too.

( she adjusts one of her hands to turn it over away from the vial, lacing their fingers together and giving his hand a squeeze. she hopes it's enough to show him that he is more than enough comfort for her.

still, there is a moment of pause before she raises a brow and grins at him. in one shift moment she turns, throwing the vial from her hand and out through her open window. just as quickly, lightning ignites in the air with a loud crack from her open palm. it's almost deafening, the sound of glass scattering and blood burning but she turns back to him with a tired, but happy look. )

All I want right now is you. Won't... will you stay with me?