"You just need to relax." Lyn told Mark as she rested her head on his shoulder and kissed him on the cheek.
"I wish I could, but I can't. I have the lives of all my friends in my hands, I have to make sure none of them die because of me." Mark said still scribbling text on his parchment for the next day's battle.
"Mark, if you keep working this hard you're going to have a heart attack at 20. How about you get on the bed and I'll give you a massage?" Lyn suggested.
"That's not a good idea." Mark said.
"Why not?" Lyn asked confused. Mark got up from his table, grabbed a stick, and poked the side of the tent with it.
"Ow!" A very surprised Matthew said from the other side. "Fine, I'll stop spying on you."
"He won't." Mark said matter-of-factly. "And we agreed to keep our relationship a secret until the war was over."
"I don't think that's much of a secret anymore. Florina won't quit smiling like she knows when I come to see you."
"Yeah, but she's your best friend and-" Mark tried to protest when Lyn decided to kiss him on the lips to stop him.
"There's more where that came from if you take me up on my offer." She said afterwards. Mark couldn't lay down on that bed fast enough.