[indent]By the time they hovered to a landing, Li had come to his senses, realizing that he was, in fact, still alive, and more importantly, had, [i]in fact[/i], been saved by none other than King Stag. [i]Well alright then...[/i] he thought, still in shock from it all as the hero looked him over. Normally he'd complain about someone moving him around and picking him up the way the beetle man was. At least, depending on the person and situation. Injury wasn't something he felt the need to worry about since it had never hindered him before and he usually despised when people fussed over him like he was something fragile. He was no porcelain doll, far from it. He was a crash test dummy that broke all logic.

Yet...

Something about the way King Stag looked him over and tended to his insignificant cut made him feel...different. He accepted it. If only to have the moment last a bit longer. It...was admittedly a bit...weird...to say the least, to have the silk from a bunch of...whatever kind of bug those were. He may have admired King Stag, but bugs were definitely not something Lilian had much knowledge in. The most he knew was that most bugs that were seen were likely female. He also knew that the common belief that people swallowed eight spiders a year in their sleep was, in fact, false, but that didn't do him much good at the moment.

As King Stag finished wrapping his wound, Li cleared his throat a bit, then gave a monotone, "Thanks for that," before clarifying, "Saving me, I mean, and...this," he shifted his leg to motion the bandaging, "Sorry for...uh...costing you Gamma-Burn, I guess? I don't know. Whatever I did, 'cause I surely did something. Sorry for that."

For a moment, he was awkwardly silently, drumming his fingers on his leg and making a few quick popping sounds before he suddenly lifted his camera and motioned it, "Would you mind a quick close-up?" he asked, "I usually only get action shots. It might be helpful in my reporting of this event to include a more personal picture. Maybe...something something good press?"

This was weird. Li knew this was weird. [i]He[/i] was being weird, but he couldn't stop. This was the closest he'd been to the hero. The most personal he'd gotten to a hero he actually gave a damn about. Sure there were others. Vortex and Commeround. Though...to be fair they were classified as vigilantes due to their refusal to align with the DNCC... Freebird was an official hero, as was Miss Tori, he'd had direct interviews with both of them, but...he didn't care about those heroes. They were just...blah. Freebird with is 'all-American hero' get-up, and Miss Tori with her...whatever her whole character was supposed to be, that was kinda the point of being, 'mystery'-- man that interview [i]especially[/i] had been a [i]drag[/i]. Freebird's was no better.

"Actually..." Li thought aloud, lowering his camera a bit as he looked up at King Stag, literally having to crane his neck a bit to try and meet the armored man's gaze, "What would you say to an interview?"