Kat just held her smile as she listened to Eric. By now, it was definitely needless to say that he didnâ€™t have to worry too much about her not liking him. Their partnership and slowly strengthening friendship would not have lasted this long otherwise; she would have been pretty clear if she did not like him, knowing her. She found him to be a pretty likable guy even if she had been a little unsure at the beginning. It was actually pretty relieving for her to joke around him instead of being serious all the time even if she was still eager to get to work. She felt like she could be more herself, show her slightly more playful side instead of the slave driving bitch she was known to be by her previous partners. Hopefully she would never have to be that way with Eric but if there was a need for it, it was something else that would have been done by now. In fact, from the way things have been so far, she wondered why the thought even crossed her mind to begin with.<br/><br/>More old habits, most likely, she definitely did need to work on that more.<br/><br/>â€œI probably should have grabbed some coffee myself, but I really hadnâ€™t put much thought into it at the time. I was a little distracted while trying to make a mental list of what all I plan to get done by the end of the day today.â€ There was a pause then, â€œI donâ€™t really use much technology unless I have to, itâ€™s just another old habit of mine, so I keep it all in my head. Sometimes I can work right through the day and not even sleep, it can be a real pain at times when I find Iâ€™m exhausted,â€ she began, trying to find the rights words to keep the mood light for as long as possible. That female cyborg really seemed to have it in for Eric the more she watched the two. It really was amusing but at the same time she almost felt sorry for him since he really did seem irritated by it despite her poking some fun, and was starting to like the male cyborg more and more. She would probably never be completely comfortable around cyborgs but at least she could lighten up without much worry... right?<br/><br/>Laughing briefly, Kat found just the words to say to keep the light mood going, not really wanting to be the cause of it dying ant time soon, â€œI think I can somewhat relate to that in my own, small way. If you want I suppose we could always switch cyborgs. Mine doesnâ€™t bother me for the most part,â€ a light shrug was given knowing again that might change once she actually started working. Her damned old habits would probably have her pushing herself and she would get into some kind of disagreement with her cyborg once he told her to stop, she just had a feeling. â€œThough unfortunately the captain would probably love that and end up tanning our hides if we switched, and I do happen to like the fact I get my personal space. Iâ€™d rather not have a Nazi follow me around while I work,â€ she continued on, still teasing, but falling back into her serious self for a moment even if her slowly brightening mood remained.<br/><br/>There was another pause though it was brief, â€œActually, if you want, we could go grab some coffee now to keep ourselves energized and then meet up again in whatâ€¦ say four or five hours for something to eat?â€ Now that sounded a bit like procrastination, didnâ€™t it? Kat might not be one to procrastinate but she did have her moments, usually when she wasnâ€™t too excited about doing something. Namely cleaning, or filing reports and other paperwork, but mainly cleaning. On the other hand maybe she was procrastinating a bit because she was taking advantage about not pushing herself too hard a little too much. She knew better than to take advantage of something, of course, but still if she was going to work then she needed some coffee first whether the cyborgs liked it or not. It was just a small bit of her old, rebellious self starting to come through even if it was only slightly.<br/><br/>Kat had broken away from that side of her years ago especially after it got her in a hell of a lot of trouble, but it was still there to an extent. Canâ€™t completely erase everything, you just grow out of it or at least thatâ€™s how she looked at it anyway. Despite it being quickly suppressed by her serious self, as most things were, she couldnâ€™t help but let it out a small bit in a way that it would not get her into too much trouble.