Sasha just smirked. He could make all the threats he wanted - she knew whose arms he would crawl into and whose legs he'd be between under the right circumstances. His hatred for her only needed to get stronger and then he'd understand. He was just like Kessler, always denying whatever it was he felt and channeling it the wrong way. When would he learn?
"I plan on it, Cole," she breathed, the sickly smile on her face widening. "You have to let me have my fun. Otherwise, what purpose do you even serve?"
She took a few steps back towards the edge of the building and spread out her arms, falling backwards gracefully. Even as gravity took her, Sasha closed her eyes and allowed herself to dream of the future, teleporting to safety before she hit the ground.