Zeref had never felt his blood run so cold.  Something WAS watching him, sure as the sun.  Those golden eyes had captured his interest, but brought with them a deep sense of forboding.  Something was out there... following them.  No, following<span style="font-style: italic">him</span>.  He shivered a bit despite the warm air.<br/><br/>His eyes darted back to watch Lucille's success.  It was difficult to shake the knowledge he'd just acquired, but seeing her curves outlined in the stem of the Gulper Flower most certainly helped.  He chewed the inside of his lip to repress his own hunger.  His stomach wasn't satisfied by the attempt.<br/><br/>But his outward expression must have been something else entirely, and when he looked at Onyx, his eyes snapped into focus on her and he smiled gently.  "I'm just glad we didn't lose one of these lovely little bodies," he said softly, gesturing at the girls soaked in plant-goo.  "We ought to all be more careful from now on.  So.  Off we go again?" He looked about at the others, but each glance at the girls was a risk he took - a risk of revealing his troubles.