[i]Lucas' forest green cybernetic gave Chloanne's hand a soft, gentle, and affectionate squeeze, a grin forming on his face. He then spoke again, his voice still silent like a whisper, [/i] "I'm ready whenever you are.." [i]He then went silent as he wondered what might happen. He could take quite a lot of alcohol; he did drink half a bottle of that.. plant booze stuff. Y'know, the one that kills you of you if you drink the entire bottle? [/i]