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The more he spoke the more Westlyn's worries flooded and churned. Alright, it did kind of make sense that her power could have zapped Hunter so harshly he had been drawn to her. But could it have been that she had also been part of the equation and she had attached herself to him? "It does make a little sense, I guess, but I don't think he could summon me... could he?" She couldn't help but wonder.

After moments she was lost in her own thoughts. Hunter, Hunter, Hunter... The model had to shake herself to pull herself from it. Just the name made her space out and she feared that soon it would completely devour her. Westlyn blinked several times before realizing that Romeo had finished speaking. Then suddenly he was handing her a sharp throwing knife. Her eyes caught hold of his grin and she couldn't help but let it also form onto her face at his words. "That's not nice," she said in a fake annoyed voice, "but it will do. Let's just hope he has enough sense not to go crazy that a model is in his room while he's naked." Westlyn giggled before putting the knife under her thigh to cover.