She smiles, lifting her head to look at him, pleased surprise in her eyes.

"Thank you." She rests her chin on her hand on his chest, gazing up at him. Her own contented smile, meeting his eyes. "I've never truly met anyone like you."

Oh, there are traces of Daemon in him. Saetan. Patterns she can see even now. Ways she knows to respond. But he's more, unique in his own way, though she hasn't the words to express that, especially in her sated exhaustion.