Sin gave him a bright smile, “Both those things sound lovely. I’ll pay for the movie if you’ll buy lunch?”

This was good, if she could get him to open up a little, just a little he’d have a chance to heal. No human or Other for that matter should hold on to such grief. Though, her breed did often cause a little bit of it, Sin was never one who enjoyed it. She preferred to play with the monsters hiding in the shadows, more of a challenge, more of a thrill, they were stronger, faster, their senses sharper, but not like her’s oh no. 

The world Clint knew was only a small part of what it really was.

She only hoped he remained in his and didn't step into hers.