<span style="color: #4000FF">His smile warmed his features considerably, despite the hesitance behind his words. Squeezing his hand softly in response, her smile grew, momentarily sated that he was willing to take that chance with her, to take that step toward the light she aimed to show him...Only to have it falter, brow furrowing slightly by his next words. <span style="font-style: italic">Two villains...?</span> she repeated to herself, the perplexed thought weaving through her mind amid his words. <br/><br/>Emerald eyes widening as he pulled away, catching sight of his hand, her breath hitched. In what was once an empty hand, objects had appeared. <span style="font-style: italic">H-How...?</span> she started to ask herself and then stopped. Val knew better than to question such occurrences, as she, herself, had that unexplained talent as to ensnare an audience. So, that he considered this a reason to be hated, that people saw him as far worse than he was...as a beast...baffled her.<br/><br/>Shaking her head the smallest fraction, a smile with overtones of mischief and humor. "That's all?" came her voice, a quiet laughter inching its way into her tones. "I'd braced for the worst, expecting you to be a serial killer or psychopath..." Her words trailed off as she heard a sound coming from the entrance to the club. Holding up a finger to Nex, her eyes and face becoming wholly serious in the blink of an eye, she listened further, only to have her eyes narrow. Not wanting to wait around and see if her assumption was right, she switched her grip on his hand and pulled him along.<br/><br/>Up and over the stage, through the curtain, they went, her keeping her heeled steps as hushed as she could as she heard the door give at the other end of the club. Looking back at him, she hastened her steps all the more, no longer caring completely if her heels were heard as she needed to put more distance between those who'd entered and the pair. Slipping free of the service entrance, she barricaded the door with a few trash cans. Still she'd not explained anything to Nex, not taken the time to as her mind went on autopilot. Loosing a breath, as she leaned against the brick wall, her eyes reconnected with his, fear lingering in their depths before she finally pieced together a sentence.<br/><br/>"...I'm sorry I tugged you along without so much as a warning..." Valencia started, head resting against the cool surface behind her as her eyes drifted closed. "But there wasn't any time...We need to keep moving though...As I doubt this will hold them for long when they make their way back..." Pushing away from the wall, she grimaced, having forgotten her purse in the club and instantly becoming wary of it. "So...I suppose this would be the first test...We should probably separate...as they now know where I live being that they're probably going through my purse, and haven't seen you yet...<span style="font-style: italic">Or</span> we hide out somewhere together for the time being."<br/><br/>Shoulders slouching in hesitance and anxiety, her eyes glancing back at the door. "What do you choose?"</span>