Kiara chuckled when her father, effectively, ended the game. The chit really was quite boring with as quickly as she had been broken. Really neither Enzo or her father had gotten into the more interesting changes that could have been made to her body. Finishing her meal she rose from her seat and moved to stand behind her father, hands on his shoulders, gently kneeding them with her hands, a gentle massage for the man she adored so well, "You really are too kind father, after such disrespect and hysterics to allow Enzo to treat her is more than she deserves."<br/><br/>Giving the girl a cold glance she hugs her father and presses a kiss to the top of his head before moving once more to lean on the back of Enzo's chair, her eyes never leaving the girl, the violet depths shining with a predatory light as she murmurs quietly to Enzo, "Can I come watch some of the girls 'treatment' brother dear? You know how I do so like to watch you work," she teased but it was also true. Kiara had a deeply voyeuristic streak when it came to her family and how their powers were used.