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Lark nodded at her request and started driving at an average speed thoughtfully as he did not want her to fall off if he were to have drived his normal km per hour. It was an awkward journey as Victoria's arm remained wrapped around his waist. He had expected her to hang onto his shoulders instead. "Destination Lair, turn left and make your mark" The automated voice said. His adam's apple bobbed up anxious.
He stopped the motorbike by the beach, removed his helmet and craddled it like an only child by his side as he walked to the shore. His boots shifting off the sand and touching the waters. He turned around to talk to his sidekick. "Do you trust me?" he asked.