Are we...

"Mmm." Gunner chuckles. "We'll have to slip up to Alaska where we can really see those northern lights." He grins as he glances back up to the sky. "Oh, oh oh!" He sounds like a little kid as he points. "Did you see that shooting star?"

He pauses, looking for more. "It was probably just space garbage burning up as it entered the atmosphere... Can you imagine all those people making wishes on garbage?"

Laughing, he replays Bree's words. He hadn't responded, but they had been nice. He was glad they'd met too. Without her... this would be a much more miserable place. He didn't know why she had wanted to help him, but... who could explain things like that anyway?

"Hey, Bree?" His fingers tighten on hers a little as a strange sensation tingles his spine. He felt stupid asking, but after the last couple days, there just seemed to be more than he was used to with anybody else. "Are we... more than friends?"