Someone else in control... fun... He shivers, struggling to keep his thoughts from turning to much darker paths. He knows she didn't mean it like that, it's not like she knows what they are capable of, nobody here knows. "You talk like someone weak," he snaps. "I'll never let anyone else be in control of me, if I can help it."

His eyes narrow on her arm, he could have sworn he cut her... A quick glance confirms there's even blood on his blade, but she keeps moving smoothly, unhindered, and when their blades next lock, he gets a glance at the skin beneath her cut sleeve. Unblemished.

And here he had taken her for an ordinary human... He pushed back and brought some distance between them again, circling, ready to strike, but for the moment far more interested in what she had to say. "You have healing powers."