Stessana gives Joseph an apologetic smile.  Last night she'd taken his hand as she started towards her room, throwing a smile over her shoulder, but fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion before she could do more than take him in her arms.<br/><br/>This morning, she woke warm and refreshed, but with a yearning need to afirm life one last time before riding into possible death.  Now she pulled her hoverbike out beside him and, blushing rather badly, she offered, "Want a lift?"