Wric sees that there is nobody around, and takes the room to stretch out. His legs are uncomfortable, and stiff? Why? Those damned jeans! He never got them off after hurrying to bed. He wants to strip them, and be rid of them, but they are hugging him quite nicely, and his fur is a ruffled mess anyway. Opting to keep the dirtied pair on. Tugging the zipper back up, and hiding his goods away before he hears Lim burst into the room. Eyes flickering to her oddly cheery. "Something's got up in you.." Wric snickers as he makes clear choice of his wording gripping one of the trays.<br/><br/>He takes a fork digging into some broccoli, and swirling it around the utensil before bringing it up to his chompers, and taking a bite out of the side of one piece. Looking over the papers as they are handed to him. Accepted with one hand, and beginning to scan them briefly. Flipping through them until he lands on something peculiar. "Looks good.. hey!  -  Is that supposed to be me?" Dramatic pause as he puts his hand against his chest in over the top fashion. "I'm a lot sexier than this.. trust me. You haven't seen what my true muscle can do." he says, and looks around. "Plus.. you didn't even draw in my pythons? Like.. the audacity." he's laughing too much to keep up the fake anger, and disbelief. A thought occurs to him as he's rating her drawing. She wouldn't of drawn that if he wasn't in her mind before the kiss.<br/><br/>"This isn't even what I'm interested in talking about though.. You're just going to ignore what happened after we kissed last night?" Wric changes the subject directly to what she's trying to avoid. It was better to face this head on, and spare no feelings along the way. "We can keep running from this the next four years, or we can let this - whatever it is, play out.. but if you're scared, or something.. there's no reason to be."