The slap stung; it made his ears ring and put a nice vibrant pink tinge to his cheek. As soon as the pain registered, nearly instantaneous, his eyes flickered from their natural blue to a golden yellow as he copied the power, before they returned to their natural color. He could feel the familiarity of her chronokinesis sink into him, heightened slightly since the last time. Familiarity with powers he couldn't own was almost without effort. The more he copied them, the more his body adapted to them.
Lenore was kissing it better before he could even react to the physical pain. And he missed this so much he wanted to bask in it a little bit. The pessimistic part of him knew the other shoe would fall soon; and that other shoe would force Lenore back into her hole. But for now, he got to see her on all her glory. And it was blinding. "So demanding," he huffed, but he was reversing their positions, rolling them over so that Lenore was beneath him.