By lunchtime, the jammers were back on and while people were not happy they at least understood the reason for the secrecy when Antonia told the crew ...over lunch about the harbor in the cave and everything we had had found inside including what was in the storerooms. Antonia did skip over the cave and I was wondering how long it would take until someone started to ask questions as towhy ROV crew was brought along.Telling the crew about what Antonia and I had already found excited them, though. It was Alive. Henry’s normally slow-moving gaze danced with a dark, boundless energy. His body moved with a lazy grace that never failed to arouse her. Only recently did she understand. This was the Face he wanted to wear… not the plastic professional, utterly emotionless, position perfect façade he wore at work… and nearly always. With casual ease he re-lit the stub of his joint, focusing every Thought on that one action. To others it would be nothing more than the actions of an addict. For. Hansel/Hans was "awake" now and sitting up. He looked uncomfortable in his lederhosen and little Tyrolean cap. His acting was less wooden than his sister's. I thought he really was terrified of what would happen if Gretel took a bite out of the gingerbread house."Oh! Gott!" he wailed when his bare-breasted blonde sister pretended to break off a piece of edible masonry. "Vot vill happen to us now?"In answer to Hans' nervous question there was a loud bang, a flash and a puff of smoke, that. I couldn’t answer. I was just held on the spot, staring. He smiled. Oh god. Don’t do that. I can’t control myself as it is. “Well, I have been watching you and I wanted to introduce myself” “Y...You...did?” “Why are you getting all flustered?” “Because you are talking to me. In that gorgeous accent. And you’re hot.” Holy crap, did I really just say that out loud? I just told the hottest guy on campus that he was...well, hot. Oh fuck. “Walk with me”, he said. Why was he asking me to walk with.