"Well, I don't have it all stored in my memory...oh wait, I do, because I'm that smart," Lucas joked, smirking a bit. "Let's see what I can remember, though." He sat back in the chair, looking at the thickly woven ceiling as he thought. Somehow, it kept out rain. Not like they had rain around this area in the Borderlands, but once in a blue moon it did. "Something about hormones, I believe? That's all I can remember now. If you'd like, I can go take a look in the files kept in your operating room. We have time before the briefing," he informed. He gave an exaggerated smile back at Thea, who acted like she didn't care about his statement. She clearly did, as shown when she took his cup of coffee and drank out of it. He was a bit shocked, a little disgusted, but mostly satisfied that he had gotten to her in some way. He didn't fully get a chance to fire back at her rude comments from yesterday, because his super serious demeanor appeared usually when he was embarrassed. Now that he was relaxed and that the four of them knew they were a team now, he could freely judge and joke about them.<br/><br/>Thea and Gerhard exchanged some dialect about Gerhard's painless bruises and Thea's holsters. Lucas could admit, they looked quite nice on her, but as the leader, he couldn't be<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>perverted. At least the other two were much worse. "Gerhard, don't provoke Thea into messing you up. She's clearly quite emotionally and mentally conflicted."