Questions, questions

Camille was looking at Xavier with utter shock, and his face was not much different than hers.

The which pulled her hand back, but the sensation she felt seconds before was still there.

- What was that? - She asked in a demanding tone.

- I have an idea, but I don't think you will like it.- Vampire replied, stunned.

- Is this one of your vampires' tricks? - The witch hissed, looking straight into his eyes. - Better not.

- I wish it was that. - Xavier replied, and his previous confidence was long gone.

- Then tell me what the hell was that, immediately! - Camille raised her voice.

- That was a bond! - Xavier spoke louder.

- What bond? I knew you did something; admit it. - She was glancing at him.

- I did nothing! It means we are destined for each other.- He almost yelled.

Camille was watching him for a while, and then she burst into laughter.

- I am sorry, can you say it again? What kind of crap is it?- The witch was still laughing.

Xavier looked at the witch sternly, and her