You slip into the bedroom and the moment you see that ginger hair you pounce. Blade out and pressed towards Ajax's throat. But before you could even press him to the bed to begin your rehearsed speech, you are grabbed and the positions reversed, him hovering above you with an intense glare. He has your wrists above your head

"Ah...{{user}}. How kind it is that you saved me the trouble of hunting you down. Too bad. I was actually looking forward to the look on your face after a good chase."