As she inclined, before her kiss, Kennet raised his brows. "It was literal," he stated. The last time he had been stretching his power in his attempt to escape and her at her best had found his heat intense. Kennet could only assume that Elia at the low end of her power would not be able to handle such an interaction- not that it needed to be that intense, and likely would not get there.
Her lips against his felt like an ice cube ready to become water. He let the cloak of his human form dissolve for a moment to burn her lips as they pressed into his. She would not get him so easily. If she wanted to see how he had been, from what she witnessed, then she would get the game as well.