He must have really trusted her to block her thoughts, but of course she didn't know he'd done it.  When he returned she greeted him with an impish grin, letting him curl his arm around her.  She Noticed the things he liked and didn't, buying things to his style somewhat, though she didn't give up her own tastes either.  it was more or less a matter of her trying to accommodate him while still being herself.<br/><br/>as they drove to the restaurant and went in she was quietly thoughtful, but content.  At any moment she could have bolted, and she knew it.  he was trusting her not to, and what was stranger..  She didn't -want- to.  What he had done had been a shock, and she didn't condone it, but since then things had definitely change..  whatever darkness had prompted his choice, he sure as hell wasn't treating her like a little pet at his feet...  Instead he seemed to be determined to pamper her.<br/><br/>She paused over the sausage potato soup that she loved and perked a brow at him slightly as he spoke.  "Uhm..  seduction...  gaze?  Ok wait..  you -have- tools like this..  in addition to hotness, the oral skills of a sex god, enough money to wipe your ass on..  and you still..  " she flushed, shaking her head.  "You have a very interesting way of operating.."