He watched her, closely examining as she sill seemed un-convicned. He needed to think of a way, and quick before he left. He wasn't sure he'd get a second chance at trying to show her who she truly was. As her head hit the stering whell he was about to open his mouth and question if she was okay, but he had beeten him to it, with a question of her own.A very good question, one that he thought he had a good answer to already.

Growing up with this sort of thing on him he had realized something. Although he had been a figher also his 'gift', or what he thought of as a curse, had never come from that. No, it had been caused by the emotions he felt. Alike her anger had once been his trigger. Whenever he got upset about something he would transform unwillingly. Of course by now he had mastered it, or so he thought, but he still could barely control it when he got mad.

"Your powers don't come from strength Angel, they come from emoti..."

He trailed off biting at his lip as she moved into his lap. Already having a strong lust toward her when she was a bit away from him, having her ontop of his lap just made it unbearable now. He couldn't even finish his sentence as her head went into his neck. He could sense the power dwelling within by the touch of her skin. It was huge...And almost unconsiously his hand were around her, holding her close. He wasn't sure if this was right or not. He had been sent to guard her, and was told nothing else. Did that mean he had to stay in a distant relationship with Angel, or get was close as he want? No one had given a care to explain if fully to him, so for now he'd just have to go with the flow. And right now lust was blocking out any other thoughts in his mind.


{ooc|| sorry it's crap >.< had writers block.}