"I love you," she said, her eyes blazing with pulsating hearts and her horns sparkling like living embers. 'I want you... for myself.'
Kael watched her for a moment, his face completely expressionless. 'Why do I get involved in so much shit like this?' Then he scratched his head, as if trying to remember if he had left his clothes on the clothesline.
"Okay. Cool." He pointed his thumb over his shoulder at the still flickering mirror. 'Now... can you send me back, or do you also have an emotional questionnaire for me to fill out?'
She blinked. That wasn't what she expected.
"Are you really ignoring me?" Her voice now sounded almost... offended.
The floor beneath her feet darkened further, cracking into bright veins of red energy.
"I'm not ignoring you, I'm choosing." Kael replied, walking around her as if inspecting an exotic sculpture in a museum. "You look like trouble... the kind that kisses well but then rips out your soul."
