Lucas's heart stopped. His young, healthy ticker ceased to pump necessary blood into his body. Mind racing, he ran several scenarios out in head, but couldn't settle on a certain answer.<br/>The water swirling his fingers had long since then fallen into the fountain again. Creating little small ripples.<br/><br/>"Aha, don't sneak up behind people! You might give them a heart attack. Heart almost stopped for a bit there."<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Oh my gosh.</span><br/>"Who are you? I've never seen you before... Traveling huh? It's late outside, and I'd probably have to clean up the mess if someone were to attack you so late at night. Ahaa, you should probably head inside."<br/><span style="font-style: italic">What was that? I sound freakishly morbid!</span><br/>"Oh you probably don't have a place right? Here, there's one right over there-"<br/><br/>Lucas pointed down the road, in no particular direction. He wasn't actually sure if there was one there, or not. No, he just wanted the man to leave and forget about it. A red color was coating his face, and he rocked slightly back and forth on his heels.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Now he knows what I look like, would it have been better to run? Probably.</span>