He closed his eyes and merely leaned into her touch, drinking in the sensation of her fingers running over his skin. Powers or no, her touch was intoxicating and he'd be reliving even this chaste touches for weeks.
Her words as they reached safety however, not as pleasant. Decades of poker kept his expression completely neutral and receptive as she spoke of this Nathan and his kill list and he hmmed as she finished talking. "What a chipper sounding man. Ah. I supposed I could ask you to not peek on the way but it seems silly."