Daedric was pure gentlemanly sugar as he escorted her to the restaurant, pulling out her chair for her and tucking her in, and made disgustingly sweet small talk with her selecting what they were going to have for dinner, ordering different plates, and generously sharing with each other when most people might only try a bite or two.<br/><br/>And through it all he followed her cues, making note of their mark and watching, ever so carefully, but for the moment left wondering exactly when she wanted to make the kill.<br/>