He felt her hand on his arm, and numb shockwaves passed through his brain. He looked straight ahead of him for a moment, and then looked down at her. Her eyes were almost black. It was hard to belive that only about an hour ago he'd been kissing her by the lake. His heart tugged again and he quickly pushed the thought from his mind. She turned away to look at the ceiling so he returned his gaze back to the floor. How was he? Brilliant. Absoulutely amazing. Couldn't be better. He frowned, "Hurting, I suppose," he said, with a nod. His speech was slightly slurred and the taste of blood was still in his mouth, "You?"