[He goes down with his hands grabbing for her, one to her waist and the other to her throat. Not unlike how he used to like it too, though he grins up at her with a blood tinged smile and a lip that trails blood down his chin.]
And I see a lonely woman playing house. You think that's much better? To pretend this will last? [He bucks his hips to try and dislodge her to the side, fingers clenching at her throat.]