LUCAS
"You're dating?!" the woman, whose head was hovering above the glass table in holographic form, asked Lucas. She said the word 'dating' like she was horrified by the idea of it. "Your people are dying and you're dating?"
Lucas gritted his teeth at her last statement and tried to rein his anger in. The way she had said it insinuated that he didn't care about his people and he hated it.
"No, Aida. I'm not dating," Lucas replied as calmly as he could.
"That girl confirmed that the both of you are dating," she quickly stated like she was expecting that to be his reply. "We all saw the pictures, Harrison! Your people are dying because of a virus you know nothing about and yet you have the time to fool around and go to hotels."
