"Chip truth," he said as she jumped back, eyes widening slightly. Then he reached out to grab the dark-haired girl's hand and pulled her toward him, attempting to repeat history. To his surprise she deflected and countered him, the look on her face passing from something cold and violent to what could no longer be mistaken for mindless amusement. As her left arm snapped up, he extended his own arms to block, nearly as fast. She stopped with her arm half-extended, the palm flat toward him. It was then his thoughts turned suddenly to the blonde, who was now somewhere behind him. Careless.