<em>~Mila, at dinner~</em><br/><br/>As Bo smiled back at her, Mila felt relieved.  It seemed as is the atmosphere was becoming less tense, and she could feel the knot in her stomach loosen.  It seemed like Mari and Marcus' discussion was helping bring things back to normal, and for that she was grateful.<br/><br/>She looked up then as Nicci came back into the dining room.  Moving into the lounge was just what the group needed, she thought.  She didn't answer Nicci's question about whether or not she had missed anything.  Instead, she put her spoon down and said softly, "The lounge sounds lovely.  I'm ready when everyone else is."  She wasn't sure if she was overstepping, but she really just wanted to get into a more casual, relaxed atmosphere.  She had, frankly, had enough tension for one night.<br/><br/>She wasn't stupid; she knew that everything would not be smooth sailing.  And yet, she hadn't expected strong reactions so early in the experiment.  But even that was a little bit ridiculous, she realized.  The six of them presumably had been chosen because they felt strongly about the success of the endeavor.