"Thank you," she murmured, smile smug and quite proud. She let the psionic blade disappear as she 'received' his thoughts, concentrating on that image as she lead him into an unlit part of the street. "Aye, I planned on it."
Elisabeth locked fingers with both of his hands and leaned up to nibble on his lower lip as she closed her eyes and focused on his motel, shadow-porting them inside of his room. She pulled his arms around her, still holding onto his hands. "Easy, yeah? And much cheaper than a black cab."
"So...there's no one I need to worry about kicking my arse, right?" Not that she was looking for anything permanent either, but he could be fun to see again in the future, were he willing. Tonight was about repairing self-esteem.