Lane gripped the gifts tightly as he spun her, mostly because something was definitely<i>up </i>with him. He was too soft around the edges and the energy he suddenly possessed had to be more that caffeine. He seemed...At first she could not put her finger on it, but then as her empathic powers reached out, she felt it and no longer had to mentally search for the word. He was<i>high. </i>Whatever it was he was on, euphoria poured of him. She had no sense of the soft thrum of pain from his leg, it was drowned out completely by the good feelings. For some reason, that fact worried Lane, but she did not bring it up for now. Instead, she allowed him to deposit her on to the counter and then saw to their dinner when he asked her too.<br/><br/>And then he gave her the choice, which felt a little new for them. This was the first fully informed choice he offered her, and it was one she intended to take.<br/><br/>"I think this is something I actually want to know. If there's something else inside me, other abilities, I should know how to use them." She said. Lane then scooped a piece of the pasta out with a fork and tasted it. It was solid enough but also pliant enough that it was perfectly cooked to her taste. Any longer and it might go soggy and she was not a fan of mushy noodles. She reached out a hand and turned the heat down to low on both pots, then crossed the kitchen and closed the distance between them.<br/><br/>"You seem like you're...In a really good mood." She knew she shouldn't try to sugarcoat the heavy feelings she had gotten off of him, but it was not as if she felt like she could say something like<i>You are higher than a kite and I am worried about that. </i>Without making it seem like she wanted to mother him or intrude on his personal life. One amazing night of sex and a strange morning did not entitle her to rummage around in his life. So for now she stuck with that and sat down in a hair at his table, with her arm out and veins exposed. She had given blood many times before, so she knew the routine for taking a vial, though she could not know if that was what he intended to do.<br/><br/>"And it helps you with the pain in your ass and your leg demon, then perhaps it's all for the better. I can't imagine being in that sort of pain constantly." Lane realized she had liked his rough edges from the night before, the rough pads of his fingers and the reality in his eyes. Even though some of her instincts still told her it to take the out he had given, to make a run for it. Something about him was both devastating and enchanting, and in that moment she realized...<br/><br/>She was not going to be able to tear herself away from this.<br/><br/>Whether his hints at trying for something with more substance than a one night stand were authentic or not, that was exactly what she wanted. Something about him promised a life of adventure and mystery, and she could not look away from it, even I she got the feeling there would be very low lows to accompany incredible highs. He was the promise of a future outside the ordinary and she knew that was what she was meant for.