Vangelos was finding it to be increasingly difficult to hear what Violet was telling him, as his mind was now wandering about other things. All of which had to do with her.<br/>"No, th-that's not what I was implying." Vangelos said, "I'm all for finding some supplies and p-paying you back."<br/>Vangelos was still as stiff as a nail, but slowly he was finding himself relaxing in her embrace. It was as if she knew every tense muscle in his body and rubbed and kneaded it in just the right way to relieve his tension. His eyelids started to grow heavy and his breathing slowed. Vangelos felt like he was melting in her arms as his body slackened.<br/>It was that thought that made Vangelos' eyes pop open as he remembered back to how the creature was assimilated into her.<br/>A voice whispered in his head<span style="font-style: italic">You're assuming again. She won't like that. Relax. She means you no harm.</span>To which Vangelos retorted that he would rather be alive for being too careful than end up dead for being too careless.<br/>"Let me go!" Vangelos declared as he struggled to free himself from her.