"I am glad to have met you here again too." She was perfect next to him, even his nerves have vanished slightly as he focused on the dance, leading her to the beat of the music and not caring if their style of dancing was vastly different than everyone else in this club.

"Have you eaten yet? We could go and get dinner after this. I could cook for you."

That was perhaps a terrible idea. But he was getting better, he wanted to care for her, to make her food, to keep her safe and away from this terrible place full of drugs and demons.