Lisa's P.O. V.
I was still laying in bed thinking about Lucas and the bad news he shared with us this afternoon. My feelings were all over the place and so were Davis' . It was eating away at him that he couldn't do anything to help her. This wasn't something he could hunt down and fight for her, leaving him with a restless energy. It was leaving both of us that way, really.
"Let's go," Davis randomly said, hopping off the bed and pulling on some sweatpants. "What? Where?"
"We need to work through this energy, so now's the best time to train."
I understood what he meant, hopping off the bed and getting dressed myself. We went down to the basement and trained until our bodies were drained of all of our energy. Davis then picked me up and carried me to the room. Letting me fall asleep in his arms, utterly exhausted.