The room shot up in a multitude of colors as she practiced for him. He had brought her here, wanting to see all she had learned. He seemed mesmerized by her new found power, but when ever she slipped up or said a word wrong the corners of his mouth went up ever so slightly. Then, he started to take notes on a yellowed piece of paper. This caught her eye and anger flared up in her.(As well as glowed a bright red somewhere along her shin) What was he to be making fun of her stumbles? He noticed her glaring at him and laughed nervously. He crumbled the piece and threw it over his shoulder. He narrowed his eyes mischievously. X walked up to her and slid an arm around her waist pulling her to his chest. He buried his head in the crook of her neck, and she cooled off, loving the feeling of his closeness. He moved his mouth to her ear and spoke softly into it.
"Let's go rob something," he whispered. She recoiled.
"What?!" Chantra gasped. He pulled her to him again, a bit rougher this time.
"Come on, it'll be fun," he chuckled. Chantra freed herself from his grasp and looked to the ground. She didn't want to steal anything, those days were over. He realized her looks and his shoulders slumped. "Chantra, it'll be the perfect place to test your restraint." She stared him down. He knew that one more heist might set her into her deadly spree, and he trusted her to keep control anyway. She would do this one more time, for him.