C23 More than self control.

"I'm still waiting." Dylan taunted with a tight, edged voice. She looked to him then to the materials she needed. Her instinct wanted her to run but to where? At the moment, word of her on the street could lead to exile. The only safe place seemed to be the devil's court.

"My water is getting extremely cold. You don't want to have to boil another. " He reminded her. She sighed