[watches her with quiet fascination. It takes some time before he starts feeling it, the rush of elation and the gradual fading of his concern at what she's hoping to achieve. He's faintly aware of the pace of his breaths slowing as they become shallower, but he can't see the way his pupils are contracting, leaving his eyes wide and bright nearly-gold with the kind of euphoria he usually only gets from a good fight]