<span style="color: #FF0000">Fernando listened to Jayee as she spoke of joining her team. It sounded miles better than his older job, and the fact that she was entrusting him to be on her personal team made him feel flattered. The way she smiled as she spoke accentuated her attractiveness, and before she finished speaking he knew that there was really only one answer he'd be able to give in the end.<br/><br/>As she finished speaking and Micheal interjected with his own doubtful opinions, Fernando felt a ripple of annoyance. He understood that the man couldn't afford to be trusting in these times, but if he had remained so clearly loyal to the Resistance this whole time, then why should he be doubted?<br/><br/>"Be happy that they're not taking your job away; you must be good at it," Fernando said. "Your complaining is giving me a headache. Relax a little."<br/><br/>As Jayee joined in to defend him, he was a bit taken aback by her insistence, but he was glad to have her on his side. He was about to respond to her offer when suddenly he heard the driver shout something out and felt the van jerk to the side. As this happened, he managed to retain his footing, but Jayee collided into him and sent him falling back onto the floor, with her landing on top of him. He felt her warm breath on his face as he found his face suddenly a few inches below hers. He reached a hand up and brushed her bangs back into place.<br/><br/>"Your hair got a little fucked up there," he said with a small chuckle.</span>