Clara was satisfied with their shelter for the night after Art had checked it out and given her the 'ok.' He even had gone off and gotten enough wood for her to start a decent fire to keep warm and cook some of the food they had left. She had another bird but this time cooke dit herself since Art managed to burn anything he tried to cook. He left her again but she didn't care where he went off to.<br/><br/>Her food was almost done when Art had come back in and she knew he was staring again. This time when she looked at him he didn't try to hide the fact that he was staring and just gave that smile that she hadted so much. That smile made by those same irritatly soft lips that she had kissed earlier.... With that thought she turned back to the fire so that she wasn't facing him, or see her light blush, "I just want to make this clear with you that just because I kissed you doesen't mean that I like you. i just needed to do something to get you to shut the hell up." She made sure that her voice was dripping with her annoyance and her posture was stiff. She silently berrated herself for bringing the kiss back up butit was still weighing heavily on her mind.  And she didn't know why the hell it was!!