[She can hear that amusement and makes a bit of a face in response, a little tension easy out of her shoulders because this is a lot less weird and scary than taking down a small army of Westie hijackers.
She breathes out, lowers her hand and walks over to the closet.]
I try not to perv on guests.
[Oh so mature, that response, and she knows he likely won't consider himself a guest, but he's in her quarters, having used her shower, so it counts.
Steph fishes out a pair of sweats (floral, because they're the only ones on board) and a t-shirt that's a little threadbare, but at least it sits too big on her, so it should fit across Gio's shoulders. They both get tossed on the bed for him.]
no subject
She breathes out, lowers her hand and walks over to the closet.]
I try not to perv on guests.
[Oh so mature, that response, and she knows he likely won't consider himself a guest, but he's in her quarters, having used her shower, so it counts.
Steph fishes out a pair of sweats (floral, because they're the only ones on board) and a t-shirt that's a little threadbare, but at least it sits too big on her, so it should fit across Gio's shoulders. They both get tossed on the bed for him.]
Don't rush, I'll keep an eye on our surrounds.