She stared at him. "<span style="color: #BF0000">My father wouldn't do that. He'll come for me. Wait and see...</span>" she said and turned her head. She glared at him and then tilted her head. "<span style="color: #BF4000">[color=#BF0000]I could see the truth...if you were in mind to...</span>[/color]" she said with a smirk. "<span style="color: #BF0000">But that means you'd have to join me in here. Or let me out there. But if you're too chicken to be close to a woman, then I guess I have no way of believing you.</span>" she said and tossed a lock of hair that had fallen across her fair face back to the side, only for it to fall back where it was.<br/><br/>She had two reasons for wanting him close. Reason one: she wanted to see if he was telling the truth. Her visions weren't all of the future or present, she'd seen things from the past too but something kept her from seeing her father ever. Perhaps it was a Warin spell on her to block him from her sight or on him to shadow him. But either way, she was far from him now and wondered if it would work.  She would use him as a test subject to see if her training to control her ability was paying off or not.<br/><br/>Reason two: She thought maybe she could take his gun and and try to escape. She knew the odds were slim, but she wanted to at least try. What's the worst that could happen? She get shot and be out again? Then what if he left it outside of the cell, Then she'd have to try a different plan...