"Well, I like fast. You should see my car." Alisa gave off a small chuckle. "Oui, this did move rather quick. Though I am not feeling a tinge of regret or desire to never see you again. I feel quite the opposite, to be honest. And that is odd, we are practically night and day."

Alisa moved Steve to lay on his back, and she took a seat on his hips. Her long auburn colored hair gently brushed against his chest as she leaned over to have a better look at him.

"Though without night and day, the world would end. There needs to be a balance, and we somehow create that. Perhaps the old man knew what he was doing all along. I may have to give him more credit than I thought."