That was a bit more like it. If sheâ€™d kept on playing nice, what would he do then? He just smiled privately, working swiftly and carefully at closing up the cut. Quen didnâ€™t think he should tell her heâ€™d only done this in practice before, or she might call him more than just an asshole.<br/><br/>He rinsed off his hands and wiped the area free of blood with the bandages heâ€™d been soaking. Tomorrow. Yes, that would be best. Tomorrow when heâ€™d gotten proper sleep. Tomorrow when he needed to patch the hull. Tomorrowâ€¦ two days from what was almost home. Heâ€™d be turning around and maybe even making himself a criminal. If it all went wrong, he might be executed. Did she even realize that when sheâ€™d asked him to make an impossible decision?<br/><br/>What was he supposed to do with her until then? Put her back in the cell. Maybe. But he couldnâ€™t keep an eye on her there, could he? Without the chimp, it wasnâ€™t as if they were hard locks to get open.<br/><br/>Did he need to keep her locked up anymore? She had promisedâ€¦<br/><br/>That didnâ€™t mean she didnâ€™t need to be watched. People said all kinds of things when they thought it would get them their freedom or their life.<br/><br/>â€œAlright, tomorrow,â€ he agreed, supporting her down the corridor, taking her past the still partially open door of the cell and into his bunk instead. It would be easier to keep a watchful eye on her, if she was here, he told himself. If she was in his bedâ€¦ If she was in his bed she wouldnâ€™t be able to get up without him knowing.<br/><br/>Just a precaution, thatâ€™s all.<br/><br/>Even in his head, that sounded like a flimsy excuse. It wasnâ€™t as if there was anyone to judge him when he snatched up the little pink stuffed animal and pushed it above his bed to make room for the both of them. For her, just herâ€¦ Not that he was kidding himself.<br/><br/>After sheâ€™d kissed him, he wanted nothing more than to climb into bed with her. It was a fierce, hot ache that he could do nothing about because he didnâ€™t want to hurt her. Now he didnâ€™t want to tear the stitches open. So just once having a warm body in his bed wouldnâ€™t be too much to ask, would it?