She grinned at his words, pressing close up against him again, kissing him deeply, teasingly before giggling as she pulled away, before taking off, running down the street. “Catch up, slow poke!” she called over her shoulder, giving a cartwheel as she moved, her laughter happily floating back to him. She did another cartwheel, and then a back flip, dashing up the front stairs of the warehouse that had moved itself closer to them.