Candy had enjoyed watching Eliot. It was always inspiring watching people do what they loved, and it was obvious Eliot loved fighting. He was graceful, measured, studied, and Candy wanted to see him fight people who were actually a challenge. She wanted to spar with him, wanted to learn to be a challenge herself - right after they found a flat surface.
Whimpering when he kissed her, she wrapped her arms around his neck, crying out again when she felt her feet go off the floor. Her legs went around his waist, and she tugged his hair gently.