"Then I think you need to get your eyes tested Lee, yours are-" Lincoln felt his cheeks flood with colour as his eyes went to her chest and then straight up to her eyes. Mock wincing when she poked him in his chest, he caught her hand before lifting her up and onto his lap. Where he could keep her hands perfectly captured and she couldn't poke him. "And don't worry about me, I'm fine. It's not the fire I'm ever worried about, it's the smoke, and I have a very good oxygen set up so I'm good. No need to worry or anything."