Amelia could feel tears well up in her eyes as she waited for the Captain to deliver on her sharp threats, but instead of roughly accosting her, Amelia was surprised to find the Captains' hand resting gently on her cheek. As she looked into the olivine eyes again, she was taken aback by the...kindness that lay within them, and more importantly, she was surprised by her own reaction.<br/>Butterflies began to flutter around in her stomach and she felt herself blush in return, then exhaled in relief as the Captain released her, looking at her from her desk. She suddenly felt vulnerable again, so she crossed her arms before meeting the Captains' intense but kind gaze.<br/>Dinner?<br/>A breath caught in her throat and she glanced over at her gowns, then back to the Captain as she poured water into a large basin.<br/>Was she going to have to wash here?<br/>Her eyes flitted around-avoiding the Captains gaze- before she finally shifted on her feet...she did need to wash herself, but she couldn't...disrobe in front of the Captain....but the other option-to wash on the deck-seemed much less appealing.<br/>"I will dress for dinner, Captain....and I thank you for...for the water....but I...forgive me, but I would feel more comfortable if I could wash in...in private..."