I blinked and looked over at Lucas. "Master, you know that is against the rules. We'll get in trouble." He usually made rash comments like this, but I could see that this time he was serious.<br/><br/>He grinned, standing up and extending a hand for me to take. "Not if we cover our tracks. Come on Cyrus, it'll be fun. A little head-bashing and then we'll leave. Deal?" It was hard to say no. The thought was somewhat enticing. Without knowing it, my hand was in his and he was hoisting me up, guiding me through the crowd and slipping off into the shadows.<br/><br/>"Atta girl." He whispered, finding a door to escape from. "I promise you, everything will be fine." Lucas was usually right, so I nodded my head, following willingly. If this was what he thought was acceptable, that had to be my mind-set as well.