She grins, too. Could be fun, indulging like that. Wear something a little superficial, draw the eye away from the scars. That might be nice.

"You have fun asking the Admiral for that one," she tells him. But god, when was the last time she stayed the night? That's a memory worth covering up, and she nods. It's not like anyone's doing bed checks.

"Might go back to my cabin to grab some things, but I'll come back."