Her eyes fall closed and she sways with him. Her skin still sings with that wild energy, the adrenaline rush of earlier events transmuting into something different, something still simmering with heat and promise, the potential for violence never far away.

"It's all the same moves, all the same dance," she murmurs, her hips following his lead, rocking into him. Pushing him back, yielding to his advance, all at a tempo marked in heartbeats and soft breaths.