Strengthen the connection

Scarlet's harsh glare met his eyes, destined that he would be the first to back down from looking at her. She stared at his eyes, awaiting a response, but the awkward silence that filled the room had started to get to her, and what had been more distracting is that she had started to feel a slight tingling sensation in the back of her neck, that was slowly moving across her whole scalp. While keeping her eyes locked on to his, she felt the tingles spread across her face, turning into a slight warmth in her cheeks. Had she been blushing? She couldn’t tell. Regardless, she stared with even more fury into his eyes.

Fury. Yes, that was it. I'm turning red from the fury she thought, but when the warmth stayed on her face after she had relaxed her angry expression, she began to question if that was true. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and she felt like there were butterflies in her stomach. Was she really nervous purely from a staring competition with Falls? She caught herself counting the seconds that ticked by, one after another after another. Each felt like an eternity as she stared into his deep blue eyes while manifesting anger. What's worse, was that she could feel the butterfly’s spreading into her head, making it feel warm, tingly, and relaxing her expression even more. The rage that was once plastered on her face was gone, replaced by a nervous expression which she desperately tried to hide. She only prayed that he couldn’t tell that. She just couldn’t help that the more she stared into his eyes, the warmer she felt. The warmer she felt, the more nervous she became. The more nervous she became, the warmer she felt. The feeling was comparable to the anxiety that she had felt just before her first kiss, but multiplied up several times. She compared that moment to now, and realized that those same emotions rushed through her. The nervousness that caused her heart to beat quickly. The tension that caused her to hold her breath. Even the slight arousal that it brough.

She looked away from his eyes. Admitting defeat to the competition neither had acknowledged.

“Go to bed Falls. It's far too late for this.” Scarlet commanded as she slammed the latch in the door closed.

Damien

The loud thud from the latch being slammed shut sent Damien back into his body with a jolt. He smiled to himself, knowing that this was the best possible scenario for getting out of this prison. He needed help. He needed her. And most importantly he needed a plan. Damien sat back down on his bed and closed his eyes, meditating.

The easiest way to hitch a ride onto someone was to do it when they were looking back at you. If they looked away from you it often made it extremely difficult and disorienting. After all, how would you control your body, when you are seeing and hearing from someone else's perspective. For a while, this was the only way Damien knew how to 'hitch a ride'. He would maintain eye contact with someone and do it while conducting a conversation with them.

However he had discovered eventually that he could hitch a ride while someone was looking away from him through meditation. If he maintained a comfortable position where he was away from any distractions, he could hitch a ride on someone from any distance. It didn't matter how far away they were. For some reason, this fifth dimension didn't consider space. This is what he planned on doing now. The nice part about prison, was that in his cell, he had plenty of time away from distractions. Damien kept his eyes shut and began to search in the darkness.