Roe moved, but it was more the controlled collapse of a man drunk of release and over full of power. His eyes focused and then dilated,then focused again as he remembered in this for he had to breath. He moved beside her on the floor, his hand passing over her back, closing any marks on her skin but leaving the sharp sensations of the scratches still in place. His breathing started to return to normal and he reached for Tegan's hand.<br/><br/><em>Tegan, Look...look at me... that....so powerful</em><br/><br/>He held her hand and waited for her to turn to face him. He watched over her, sweat matting his hair to his head. A blush of life covering his neck and face. he held her hand and squeeze it gently...<br/><br/><em>I ...I am still burning Tegan.. I have to cool down before I touch .. Are you... so beautiful... so....</em><br/><br/>Roe closed his eyes and sent the vision of Tegan bound and bent to Tegan herself. He sent his Awe, desire, the sheer want and need for her. He also sent how protective he was , the irony of a demon protecting her may have been lost as they lay there. he brought her hand to his mouth and he kissed her fingertips.<br/><br/>He lay there, with her, holding her hand and touching her fingers. His body radiating heat seemed on a consistent burn. He swallowed, bringing his breathing once more under control. he watched her, listening to her. His eyes finally adjusting back to normal as the blood on his back dried under the intense heat. he lay there, staying there to watch her, see her, just be close.