"He can try to kill me..." Blue laughed, leaning back on the palms of her hands as they pressed into his mattress. "But I have a gun too. It's just about an even fight." She snorted, looking him over and noticing the outline of his boxers as they showed through the thin material of their towels. Was he still wearing those? She considered why he was still wearing them, they must've been unbelievably uncomfortable.<br/><br/>She paused for thought at his question, before chuckling. "I suppose I should get you out of those boxers."