"You don't want to run? Then you can chase me instead."

His smirk spreading to the other side of his face. His words were taunting, but his facial expression remained calm. It was almost eerie.

She didn't scare him, he wasn't afraid of her. His smile is proof enough that she can't do anything to him. He is confident, determined, he knew what he wanted, what he was doing.

King was calm and stoic, while she was obnoxious. A pair matched from heaven. Aren't they?