Janelle took a glance at his body while he spoke; his muscular arms she was well aware of, his broad shoulders and worker hands. He had firm abdominals and smooth skin she wanted to put her hands on. She had never been attracted to someone of another race, she never had the time or want for it.<span style="font-style: italic">These thoughts keep happening. It's strange.</span>She thought. She saw him wink at her, and as her stomach did a somersault, she slightly rolled her eyes with a smile.<br/>Janelle thought about what he said, having many questions to further his sparse details,<span style="font-style: italic">I wonder what he did for the Elders. I may actually know some of his story. Though it could have been before my birth. And hell, why would any being want to be there?</span>She thought, knowing she couldn't ask at this moment. She watched him as he approached the balcony, his back to her, and she said, "Yes, I do have something else." She saw as he turned his head towards her, awaiting her words. She continued, "I think we should leave now. I know you're probably thinking, 'well then we can't use the crowds of people to give us cover', but that's okay. I believe you are well aware that I can take care of myself, as can you. What are your thoughts?" His face was stern, hard to read. And she wondered if leaving now would be a mistake, he was obviously hiding from something.