[i]"Well... That settles it. I owe you lunch or maybe a coffee."[/i] [b]He mumbled, rolling to his feet slowly. He didn't mean it romantically, rather just a courteous gesture. He liked Olivia... As far as new people went. Interesting people were always nice to have on good terms.[/b] [b]With a sigh, he wiped his eyes and used his metal glove to flick away the beads of sweat on his forehead.[/b] [i]"Unless you are a robot... Or if you don't care for company."[/i] [b]He seemed to recover quick, but it helped that he had a neural sensors providing low pressure to his brain every few minutes.[/b]