Gray talks to her himself

Gray looked back and forth between his two companions. He could feel their emotions fairly well and it made him unsure of whether either of them would be good to send to talk to the young woman. Sha'Kir not only seemed annoyed with the girl, but also a little angry for some reason. Jester on the other hand seemed genuinely worried about the girl which made no sense to Gray.

After a few moments, Gray resigned himself to talking to the young woman himself. Hanna's size and strength could be a real asset to the team, but her mood swings had made a tense situation with Jester into something even worse. Now he had to deal with Jester's creepy personality and Hanna's depression. This mission was going from annoying to pissing him off real quick.

The girl wasn't in her tent, so he had to actually take a bit of time find her. She had a walked away to a nearby rock outcropping where she sat alone with her back back up one of the rocks. Hanna didn't even look up when he came over to sit beside her. Gray noticed the tears in her eyes immediately and sensed overwhelming sorrow coming from her.

"You ok lass?"

"Of course I'm not ok! Have you ever lost everyone you care about?"

"No, but I have given up a life of luxury and the honor of ruling a country just to enjoy a life of travel and a good woman by my side."

"Yeah, like you could rule a country," Hanna spat viciously. Gray gave a bark of laughter, actually agreeing with her. He didn't think he was right for that kind of job anyway.

"Look Hanna, I'm not a perfect guy. I'm rough, crude, and suspicious of just about everyone. Not Emperor material by any means. I'm a merc and that suits me just fine. And you are now part of our group. That means you have a new family. We may never be able to replace the one you lost, but we can still give you someone you can rely on."

"And can I rely on you," She asked, her voice cracking. He started to say something, but then noticed a sudden shift in her emotions. He was confused by this and not ready for what came next. She had suddenly turned towards him and her lips were hungrily taking his. Her powerful hands pushed him onto his back and she climbed on top of him. Gray felt for a moment like she was crushing his ribs with her powerful weight before she settled her knees on either side of him and began tearing at his shirt.

Gray knew where she was going with this and he knew his options were limited. He could try reasoning with her, but she wasn't in her right mind at the moment. He could try to **** her off of him and make her listen, but then again she was much stronger than him. The easiest option was probably to let her have what she wanted and hope she didn't break any bones in the process...