Domino made a face. Religion had never done him any favors, but he declined to say anything more.
Sven's proximity should have been setting off all kinds of alarms. But it wasn't. Domino felt far too at ease, far too interested in Sven. He quirked an eyebrow. How was he doing this? Was he a telepath? But why bother, if he was?
"Must have strong arms. I do a little boxing, but not much. If I'm going to punch someone, I typically don't want to give them the chance to punch back."