Blue didn't wait to grab them both towels, the cold soon hitting her as it did Lex, making her shiver. She wrapped one around his shoulders before drying herself off. "The only bad thing about a hot shower is when you turn it off." She laughed, wrapping the towel around her body and securing it under her armpit. "I guess you can see it as my thanks, without you and Marcus I'd probably be dead." She stated, stepping away to the sink to look at her reflection in the mirror. She twisted her hair around her finger in the hopes it would dry with some kind of curl to it and as she inspected herself she realised she really wish she had some tweezers or some make-up or<span style="font-style: italic">something.</span>And then it occurred to her that she'd never cared much for her appearance in the past 6 years. So why today? Was her subconscious preparing for in case Lex's sight did come back? Was she afraid he would be disappointed?<br/><br/>No, no. That couldn't be it. She'd always been the it girl before, she hadn't lost that just because she lacked makeup or nice clothes. She shook her head and glanced at Lex through the mirror. She really did owe him and Marcus her life. Before she'd gotten by mostly by sweet-talking for supplies or shelter. But that attack would've been different, she didn't think her skills quite extended to flirting with Realians and persuading them to<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>kill her. And now she was safe in an old facility with food and water, it all kind of seemed surreal. Especially when she remembered that she'd be taking part in an operation in a few hours.