Nikkolas ate his lunch with gusto, enjoying every mouthful though he almost choked when her hand came to rest on his thigh wondering if she knew how she affected him... confused beyond words about how he felt regarding Mez and Jak... both his best friends and sometimes he wished more.<br/><br/>"I can have words... he seems to like the healing potion I give him weekly now... good for his aching bones he says."<br/><br/>Nikkolas watched her out of the corner of his eye, once more running his gaze over her and admiring the view, perfectly formed as a warrior and a woman.<br/><br/>"This is delicious Mez... Thank you..." He smiled at her, his slow hesitant smile that only ever appeared around her or Jak or when he had done particularly well in his studies.