There's an instinctual urge to step back, but she fights it. She's the one who keeps challenging him, to show her what he's got. Meg usually takes things as they come to her, no pre-planning needed. Right now is no exception.

"Bring it on, baby." And without waiting for him to respond, she reaches up to grasp his chin, pulling him down for a deep kiss. It's a challenge, a show of dominance even, and to prove to him that he isn't scaring her.

Fear is something she hasn't truly felt in a long time. Irritation, frustration and pain, yes, but true fear? That was scooped right out of her soul once she was in Hell. It doesn't do to have demons shaking and crying in the face of a fight, does it?