It was the first time she had come back to his space. They walked into the room where he didn’t do much living and he showed her the place. On the wall. Where he strung up the different shades of pathos.
In the right order, of course.
She was more impressed than she thought she would be.
And now she was scared.
Scared that he knew right where to put her.
(NB. there may be an expletive in here)