She blushed and said, *Good to hear your grumpy ass is awake.* She got up and said, *Come in, I am not that heavy you drama Queen.*

Lucas looked at her. "Maybe not to you, but you could crush me with your weight." He said and moved his arm to be in front of him as he stretched it out but then looked back at her. "You know you held onto my hand the entire night, right?"

*Did I?* She asked as she looked over at him. *Sorry, I don't know if I got in the way of anything important.* She nervously tan her hands through her messy bed head.

Lucas shook his head. "It wasn't bad, though." He said before sitting up. "Just make sure not to hold onto me for dear life next time." He chuckled before leaning over and giving her cheek a kiss. "Don't worry, you didn't."

*Gotcha. Although I was asleep, so it's not my fault completely dreams are strange things.* She chuckled. She smiled softly and said, *Hungry?*

Lucas blinked. "You get dreams?" He asked before shaking his head and getting up off the bed. "Come on, let's go get you something to eat." He walked out of the bedroom before feeling his back and sighed. The pain in his back wasn't going away and he had a feeling it wouldn't for a while. Stupid scratch marks. He thought as he grumbled.

*I always have. Very vivid ones unfortunately.* She said. *What about you? Aren't you hungry?* She asked as she walked to the kitchen.

Lucas looked at her. "No. I don't feel hungry very much." He said and then moved over to the couch where he sat down and took off his sweatshirt to reapply the bandages that covered his chest. After he was done he put back on his sweatshirt and then walked over to join her in the kitchen.

She nodded and started to make some eggs for herself. She bummed softly as she did, before a variety of thoughts made her distracted, with her looking off towards the window.

Lucas watched her from the entryway, mostly to make sure she didn't burn anything, but also to keep an eye on her. "Focus on the food, little hero." He said a little bit quietly.