Lilith glanced at the bespectacled girl next to her, "Bring up the yacht's surveillance footage."
"Okay, Miss Finn." The bespectacled girl replied, turning to leave.
Only Luke and Lilith were left in the master bedroom.
Lilith covered herself with the sheets and asked, "Pretty?"
"What?"
"You know what I'm asking?"
Luke chuckled, "It's a shape I like."
"Pervert, turn around."
Lilith teased him, then changed to a serious tone, "Thank you for saving me!
Honestly, I can't imagine what would have happened if you weren't here."
Luke turned around.
Lilith picked up the clothes from the bedside table and put them on, continuing, "This proves my choice was the right one!"
Luke was a bit amused and annoyed, "Why does that sound like you're praising yourself?"
"I'm just stating a fact." Lilith finished dressing and walked boldly over to Luke, "Are you hurt? Want me to check?
I've had professional first aid training."
"No, no need."
"Don't pretend to be tough, tough guy."
