She's never been afraid of him.
This wild, untamed girl, who drapes herself in a cloak of intellectual propriety.
Her eyes would meet his with a strike of fire, and her punch was like a hurricane. She comes at him sharper and sharper, ever so foolish, and ever so brave.
She is supposed to be less so how dare she? How dare she be so much more?
She is uncontained, like lightning.
And he is struck, struck, struck.
She's never seen him as anything more than himself.
She sees him, never afraid of him.
And now by his side, he never wants her to be.