Gavin grinned ear to ear as Dante threw him violently against the wall, the collision hurt, but at least it was something he could feel, it wasn’t empty and hollow like everything else in Gavin’s life. His attempt at Glamouring Dominique had failed, though not entirely. He could feel her, for one narrow moment, he could see into her and he found a desire for him lurking deep inside there, even before he’d tried to implant his influence within her. It wasn’t that surprising that he hadn’t been able to fully capture her mind, she’d been Glamoured by Dante more times than the proud leader would ever admit and his powers were vastly more powerful than Gavin’s.<br/><br/>Still, the fallout from Gavin’s failed attempt was anything but dull. He could feel the excitement of facing down a true death as Dante unsheathed his sword and held the silvered blade to Gavin’s throat.<br/><br/>Though Gavin had an immunity to silver, he was far from completely immune and when the blade touched his neck, the skin hissed and sizzled under the toxic metal sending sharp waves of pain through his skin. This only made him smile wider.<br/><br/>“But of course she is, Dante. I was merely testing my abilities, I meant no disrespect.” Gavin answered, still smiling and seemingly the most calm and relaxed he’d been since his arrival in the basement. “Isn’t it you who said I should be honing my abilities every day?”<br/><br/>Still pinned by the sword, Gavin glanced over at the new girl and licked his lips slowly. She’d been the one he wanted in the first place. She still smelled delectable, even over the stench of his own flesh sizzling.