Lance frowns as she looked at him in surprise. She must think he had no feelings or anything. Just because he never felt with them before didn't mean he didn't have them. He wanted her better for multiple reason. It was for the good of the entire world. Slightly selfish because if she was better than she would be truly happy again. Mostly because he liked her far more than he rationally should. Which was something he had come to realize...he didn't care if he didn't rationalize how he felt. He just knew he felt them.<br/><br/>He looks at her. His face getting into a mask...a very rigid mask. "I will lose sleep on whatever I feel like losing it on. You are! Stop telling yourself you aren't!" He says. Standing up and had just walked over to a table of vials. Which his frustration relocated them to the floor without him even touching them. He had his back to her. She probably just saw him as a scientist. She thought he had no emotions. She had to. Her thoughts he would never comment upon, that he was catching, said as much. "You are what is best because women....make decision based upon more than orders." He says with an almost acidic edginess.<br/><br/>He went rigid and froze in place. "By defeating the enemy we can focus on the one aiming to rule the world. Before we lose our allies in another meaningless war." He says softly. Looking at her and sadness was in his eyes. He shakes his head. "No. You are a robot when you don't think for yourself. That is what you told me." He turns his back to her. His head hanging as she said that. Biting his lower lip. "Yes. He wants you. He always likes to take happiness for me. He wants you because you are beautiful. He wants you because you are intelligent. He wants you because now you are technically a super soldier." He says with a frosty and hurt filled tone.<br/><br/>"You are here but you would gladly leave me to go to him. He already has you in a twisted sort of way. He knows this. He knows he has you wrapped around his finger." He says. Shaking his head. "There isn't any way I can feel safe with that. If he ordered you to leave me...you would...wouldn't you?" he asks. Pulling away from her. His face filled with confusion and hurt. "You don't get it do you? You don't understand how you make me feel. You think I am thinking with my brain. It is written over your face. I am only partily thinking with my brain. My brain stopped dominating my actions where you are concerned....when I fell for you." He says. Walking away from her and stares at a wall instead of her. "I don't know how to handle these feelings. I have never felt attraction to another. Never felt emotions that were not scientifical and easily explained. I don't understand these feelings...yet they are why...why I fear losing you to that monster." He wasn't facing her but a single tear trailed its way down his cheek.<br/><br/>He stood up tall and went over to the wall behind her. Working on the computer that floated there. Typing rapidly in movements that told he was hurt, angry, and confused. The keys sounded stabbed rather than pressed.