At the kiss to her cheek, Blue blushed and settled down beside Lex, resting her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes for a moment. If she kept her eyes closed, she could pretend they were back at the base. She could almost feel the warmth of the fire on her back and the rough material of the blankets they'd found against her skin. She'd taken those moments for granted. Her eyes flickered open again as Lex spoke, watching Marcus as he turned around slowly.<br/><br/>Cameras. Four of them. She huffed and sat up, scowling at one of them. "Fuck off you perv." She shouted, holding her middle finger up to the lens.<br/><br/>In hindsight, it was probably a bad idea to provoke the man calling himself a God. The same man who had stabbed Blue the last time she'd seen him. But she was angry, and tired, and in pain. She wanted to go home-- to the base. She wanted to feel the water from the showers on her skin and the cold air when she had to run back to her bed. She wished she could explore the base for just another day before everything came crumbling down and turned to shit again.<br/><br/>But no. She couldn't. Because they were locked in a room filled with cameras. They couldn't escape, or even<span style="font-style: italic">discuss</span>escaping.<br/><br/>Eugh.