Jason's point of view in Identity, during the hotel scene. Word: Energy.
Jason made a soft noise, tried to step around her, found his way blocked. Marie, a curious gleam in her eyes, leaned in to brush his lips with her own. A butterfly feeling—light, fleeting.
He frowned, confused. Inspected her face; what did she want him to do?
She kissed him again: softly coaxing.
A torrent of energy pulsed through him, and very suddenly, he understood.