She smiled at his movements, she could see in his eyes that this entire ordeal was more than he had originally bargained for. They've massacred men together. He wouldn't stop chasing her. He rescued her, fixed her. She flicked her wrist, the chain from her left swished between them and clipped her lip, a trickle of her blood slips down her chin. She gave him a determined gaze.<br/><br/>"Maybe I shouldn't do this..." She became self aware and moved her hands to cover herself. "Death and destruction are all that comes with me on this path. I don't care that you're already dead. You could be destroyed. I don't know why you are drawn to me. But you..." Her gaze locked with his she was at a loss for words. There was a yearning in her, she did not understand. "A woman made of magic, glass and gears doesn't belong in anyone's world."<br/><br/>Jaetta releases a breath her warm exhale cascading against his lips. "You haven't tried to kill me. When I feel threatened, maybe I will take care of you. " There was a hint of humor in how she said it. Lifting her hand she pushed his hand from her chin. Leaning forward she pressed her lips to his. She closed her eyes and took the moment in. Almost as immediately as the touch of his lips to her registered she began to pull away.