Her eyes harbored some deep intensity he didn't know a woman could possess. There was a fire, a danger that he was drawn to. He licked his lips and watch her every move. It was erotic. It was exciting.
"I have nothing to fear." He thought that maybe he'd tell her the beast wouldn't survive, but he sensed it might destroy his exit out. He was going to leave this island alive, not as the Minotaur's next feed.
He took those steps forward until he could feel the heat of her body. He had no sense of boundaries. "You're not celebrating?" He asked, he could smell the wine and had had enough to rattle his brains. Maybe he was being too forward, but his intrigue was greater than his judgement.