She cocked her head to the side assessing him. She wondered if she could have Lawliss? Not forever but long enough for it to count perhaps. He was so stern, his brow creased even when he laughed...he was a man capable of violence and as much as that scared some Ley Ley found herself drawn to it. But that was probably left over from childhood, a childhood she spent surrounded by thugs who killed for money and sometimes even less. Whilst other little girls and boys were being told to steer clear off dangerous men her and Carlos were being raised by them, were being trained by them, heck they baby sat them much to her mother's despair. She wasnt certain how much liike Savage Lawliss was. Savage was an attack dog, with a short temper and hooded eyes that barely secreted an inner urge to murder everyone in sight. Lawliss was better at hiding his barbaric nature but she'd seen him lose his temper before and the end result had been impactful, messy and ugly.