She sees a crossroads, triple-forked. She could leave it there, and they could become strangers to one another; she could prove her usefulness; she could defeat him. Option one and three seem easy, while two seems impossible. She may as well try for the whole deck.
"You wanna find out?" She turns her head to the side. "Hit me."
cw: fight club.
"You wanna find out?" She turns her head to the side. "Hit me."