<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/ab/3d/be/ab3dbe6d89c729a2507abe4a6d78f2d8.jpg)<br/><div align="center">Lucas</div></div><br/>Lucas coughed and blinked a moment before she did, rolling his eyes as he stepped close and presses the back of his hand to her brow. His other hand dropped to rest on her waist without thinking. "What's the confusing word there, Cap'n? Attention, or unwanted?" He asked lightly, checking the back of his hand against his own forehead with a low puzzled grunt. Peering into her eyes, his face came close as he took shallow breaths. "I mean, are you saying a hot girl like you doesn't get hassled about stuff?"<br/><br/>Looking her over a few more long moments he finally shrugged. "Well, I think we are both kind of tired and stressed, but either we aren't feverish, or we both are?" He flashed a smile, forgetting the hand on her waist lightly holding onto her. "Anything we need to ah, talk about or whatever? Before we get on with all that surviving business?" His fingers idly tidy her hair back from her face a little as he waits for her answer.