He laughed at Katrina's antics, and had left without bothering to wait, understanding what she meant.<br/><br/>He opened the door, and then comically took the chunk of rock to the face, the rock shattering and him falling backwards, blood exploding from his face to land, unmoving on the floor.<br/><br/>"I understand that you are not entirely happy, but wasn't that a little excessive?"<br/><br/>He was sitting on the bed behind her, his hands stroking the delicate membrane of her wings, as the illusion of him on the floor vanished and the door shut, trapping her inside with him. He moved up to her shoulders, digging his fingers into the powerful muscles, trying to get her to relax.