The rain distracted her, only because she loved it so intensely. Her face tilted up into it and she sighed. In front of her, the first of them moved in, and she snapped her attention back to the fight.
She was tired from the run, and she felt Eric close rather than saw him. "Come on," she said, and not to the one she thrust back with a fist to his throat. She spun easily, sending her foot straight into the chest of another whom she placed in her trajectory. It was nice to be left alone, but now that he was here, it was also nice to have help - even if she didn't need it. Even if he knew she didn't.
Sharing this with someone else... she'd only just discovered the pleasure of it tonight, and it thrilled her that she might be able to experience it with Eric, too. Did he also feel the need she did?