Tarrok's head lifted at the sound of feet gently pattering down from the corridor. Sounded like it came from the crew bunks, a misleading name if any was. Nobody used the crew bunks on this ship. Tarrok had long since claimed the captains cabin, as the "rightful" owner and Aiko had long since slept right next to him. It was better than on the floor like she tried the first night.<br/><br/>Oh, their she was. Oh, their was ALL of her.<br/><br/>Okay, no need to panic just yet. Just an innocent coincidences between the only two people on a ship with corridors running a bit tight in some spots. Nothing too exotic here, nothing he couldn't handle after all. Try not to think about how tight your pants are getting, Tarrok. He tried casually swinging one leg up on to the other knee, looking just as relaxed as before she'd walked in. Ignore the fact his face was just as red as hers. If not more.<br/><br/><span style="color: Blue">"Oh yeah, yeah. I got done early today, think I might need to bring it up another ten factor. Didn't expect to see you like... like uh."</span>He began to stall.<span style="color: Blue">"So, uh, good day for you too? No problems with anything?"</span><br/><br/>When did it get so warm in here?