A shake of his head had him sitting, if he ever did something like that, Bee would hate him. That he had decided, was something he was no prepared to ...ave happen.He watched as Johnathon did everything that he could, as of yet, they still hadn’t been able to stabilize Bee’s readings. He’d have thought with her bond to him something from him would work.None of the fluids from his body would do, they would kill her with the drugs that were in her. Afterward, there was a good chance but not before.. The visitors themselves seemed to also be a mixture of familiar races with small differences such as skin pigmentation and a few other minor details, the biggest differences were the knowledge they possessed, which allowed the peoples of Drear to make such rapid advances in their technology for construction and trade, in fact the currency that is now in common use in Drear is the same coins used it Aurora, meaning that trade could flow between the two realms, albeit in the strange one way. He watched her face intently as his placed his other hand on her other calf. Still she was unaffected. He couldn’t stop the smile on his face as he tried to slow his excited breathing. He began to stroke Bree’s caramel colored calves; taking longer and longer soft strokes, to her knee, then above, then further up and down her toned thighs. His confidence for how much pressure to apply without waking her up grew and his hands went further up her thighs caressing and kneading them softly. . "So that's why I'm playing hooky. I want to remember the feeling of sun on my skin and smell fresh air for a while, not antimicrobial soap." Can't blame ya there." Alex said. "You mind if I share your bench?" Now why on earth would a young man like you wanna spend time with a crusty old fossil like me?" I'd like to think that nobody deserves to die alone and forgotten." Think maybe you're right there." The old man gestured to the bench and Alex lowered himself down. "You got a name, young.