Lance looked at her. Hoping to make her better. He wanted to make her happy again. He knew she was having nightmares as his powers were picking up on them. Even when he blocked his mind from doing so it did. He was very worried. She needed to remember people have feelings and she was allowed to have them too. How to explain that to her when he himself had no grasp on such things? This was a question he constantly thought of yet had no answers to. He looks at her and bites his lower lip. Tilting his head to the side and smiles sadly. He knew she wanted to leave. Her emotions were running havoc on his mental system yet he never once complained.<br/><br/>"I plan to try to make you better." He says softly. Sighing a bit. "No but thank you for the idea. That will be something I will work on instead of sleeping. I wish to make you better. To help you get back to the ability to be the general I know you are. We will all die and lose without you Emily...we need you to be strong enough to recover. I need you to. I don't want you to get lost in emotions that you can make better. I know it will take time. I know that you are doubtful but Emily...I want to help you. Please just tell me how I can do so." He was pleading with her. He knew this but he was finding he liked her even if he wasn't supposed to.<br/><br/>He knew why people voted on him even though he was very evil. He knew he was evil. He knew this and didn't like it. He looks at her. He wasn't a good guy. Not ever. They were friends until he was around five years old. Then he went to live with her father. The man who became president was always devious and dark minded. He bites his lower lip. Nodding his head. "I knew you wouldn't believe me. I know him...I was his friend when we were very little. He was a monster then and just became a more cunning and deceitful monster over the years." He says softly. "Do about it? I never really thought that far ahead. Which is strange since I normally do. We need to end this war and then take him out of his throne of power." He says softly.<br/><br/>He shakes his head. "You are only as a big a player in the game of life as you make yourself." He says in protest. Blinking as she looked at him oddly. Why was she looking at him like that. He knew he would lose her to the president. His ex-comrade said that. "I told you when I went to your father I had no friends. It is very true. Before I went to your father I had a playmate until I was five. Then I was sent to live with your father shortly after me and my playmate were no longer playmates." He says softly.<br/><br/>Looking at her and bites his lower lip. "I know I would. He is in a position of power and I am not. Well technically I am but not in the same way as he is. He will want you for more than just the fact that you are a super soldier." He looks away and turns bright red. "You aren't safe. You are what he wants. You are the prize which he seeks. He has told me as much. He likes you and he in a twisted way believes he has rights to you because you are his high general. That is something we disagree on. We disagree on a lot of things but I have told him he isn't getting you."<br/><br/>He bites his lower lip. "If you say you are then I won't worry about it anymore. Sorry for upsetting you." he turns and walks over to a computer. Feeling defeated and not understanding why she was so edgy on that topic.