<strong>"That sounds perfect, Ororo... I would like to work up a sweat with you.  That is the correct term, right?"</strong><br/><br/>Gamoran smiled at Storm and seemed like he might actually reach out to touch her when the tall, muscled girl came in.  He stepped back a bit as he turned around to see her, and though it was difficult to see whether he was flushed because of the color of his skin, he had the look about him of someone who was just caught with his hand in the nookie jar.  He offered a nervous smile and a nod to Caroline and spoke quickly.<br/><strong><br/>"Oh... you are leaping to conclusions because nothing was 'going on' as is the Terran way of putting it.  I am nothing but professional... yes."</strong><br/><br/>He looked back at Ororo, who being closer to him could see that he was indeed flushed.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes, I'll meet you down in the training room in a bit, Storm... thank you for meeting with me."</strong><br/><br/>turning back, he slipped past Caroline with a polite<strong>"excuse me"</strong>and made his way into the hall, shutting the door behind him.  He exhaled and started walking down toward the training area.  By the cosmos he was a fool.  What was it about Ororo and Carol that made him feel like he was a clumsy Rann'kran?   Would it be like this with other girls he found attractive?  He didn't think so... Caroline had a pretty face but he was not attracted to her far less feminine body.  The same could be said of the girl with the hammer at the school, who he suspected he'd see here soon.  He really hoped Carol and Ororo were special and this wouldn't end up being a weakness.