[Scratching his head, he figures she's right. If they do their own investigating and searching for more answers in regards to their new powers, the marks on them, and the monster that attacked them, maybe they'd be able to figure something out. But for now, he knows they need to concentrate on keeping themselves out of trouble with the police and to keep themselves hidden from his own employer, which still has him a little on edge. He hopes they truly did manage to avoid it, but...]

It seems that way, doesn't it?

[If he didn't believe in destiny before, he does now. Fated to always meet, and now with their own physical manifestations of each other painted on their skin, and how strangely relaxed he is with her, maybe it is destiny.]

But, how do you feel about this arrangement? It's not like I've hidden the unsavory parts of own life from you here, and you were awfully angry with me back in the hospital. Are you sure you can trust someone like me?