River glanced around. "Yes, except Lucas." She looked to where she saw Stephen looking out at the stars. "When do you think we should talk to Stephen? Now or tomorrow?"Xylo didn’t say it, but when her head rested against his chest, he flexed his muscles, on instinct. It was a sort of primal feature of men, trying to show off to their female counterparts, to show they could survive. When he set her down, he looked around as well, wondering out loud “Hopefully good. I think everyone is here though, so that’s good.”