Odd Company

[Victor Steiner]

He smiled at her, a sly and teasing sort of look that hid well his initial confusion at the question. He offered her the answer to any question she wanted and she chose to ask that? He drummed his fingers on the table before replying You really think you can hold me? He asked, a playful voice creeping into the question, he was unsure whether it was an offer or a trap, but it seemed like the safest answer given the circumstances.