Mentally was a little harder to determine, but with regard to their daughter, after two days Jinka and Troel safely validated that Serah was fine. Her...concern for her friends and more than anyone else, Zax, made them rediscover their little girl's assertive personality.Jinka stirred the soup of the evening's menu, unaware of the burning smell until it was scorching in her nose."Jinka!" Alinor, the chef of Fourchettes Et Couteaux, rebuked."Ah... ?!" Jinka was thrown off balance, her stirring. I grabbed his hand and placed it back on my knee. I could tell that he was looking at me, and his hand soon relaxed on my leg. He was still looking at me as he later moved his hand up my leg, to my thigh. He was slowly but surely making his way up to where I wanted it the most. It felt like ages had passed when he finally moved his hand again, playing with the outer hem of my shorts. He slowly moved inward, and I got so excited as his fingers brushed the tops of my thighs. He glanced at me. Then again, being drunk and high might help things. “When you handed the money to pay for the beer and the candy bar, our hands brushed together. I felt this violent shiver run up my spine. I had this feeling like I couldn’t let you get away. It was like an out of body experience really.” Ellie just stared at me for a good long moment before she finally broke the silence. “That’s really romantic, Mark. Are you in love with me or something?” a giant smile spread across her face. “I’m getting. It wouldn’t take the guy with the comms unit long to realize something was up because the lavatories were on the opposite side of the room and she obviously wasn’t an employee. Hansen didn’t know if they were after him or her. He just knew this was about to get messy. Real messy. She started to push on the doors. Hansen’s mind was running through the scenario. He owed her nothing, so if she was in trouble, then what the fuck did he care? But…. They might be after him and she was just a paranoid.