Be like the enemy. Just a little bit like the enemy. Eve wasn't sure what to make of him like this. She wondered if sometimes he liked confusing people like this, confusing her. Which side was the enemy? Her?
"I like challenging you. And I don't back down either remember. Thats why we worked isn't it, neither of us are willing to back down from challanges."
She picked at her salad, focus more on her former lover than the food. She could see the next few months in her head, mind games, back and forward, challange after challange, but at the end of it she'd have him, because maybe he had mellowed, maybe he had become a little more like the enemy. Eve hadn't and she didn't have that pesky human concience being what she was.
"No hints, really?, So we keep up the games do we?, because that could be fun"