Once Hal had stopped his intrusion of her memories, Makena stood up from the sofa and turned around to glare at him.
She hated it.
She hated this situation and her inability to stop him from doing... Well, exactly what he just did to her.
She hated that she could not hurt him.
Could not bring herself to leave.
She hated... Him.
Hal who could feel her sentiments clearly through their connection smiled,
"This is new territory for me too"
Makena snorted,
"Oh really?" She asked.
Hal walked out from behind the sofa and towards her,
"Yes, really. I have been connecting women to myself over the past year and showing them the true meanings and delights of life. But this is the first time I will ever be able to connect myself to a Saint. I have to say, it feels quite... Invigorating"
Hal said with relish evident in his face.
Makena frowned,