Jrax found himself standing in the ships facilities in a heated mixture of embarrassment, confusion, and self-consciousness. He turned toward the mirror and spoke in a hushed voice trying to calm himself. "It's okay. It was just a misunderstanding. It can't be that different from her peoples can it?" He paused for a moment and cocked an eyebrow. "Why does that matter? She's a different species. An entirely different… And really physiologically similar species." Jrax turned away from the mirror toward the door, then back to the mirror. "Just go back out there, keep undergarments on at all times, and just pretend nothing happened." He washed water over his face and hit the door control.<br/><br/>Amas voice came out in a squeak with an apology as he stiffly entered the main compartment. She had covered herself from head to foot in her blankets, although he could see the soles of her feet poking out. He approached her bunk slowly and moved the blanket down from her face.<br/><br/>"It's all right Ama. There is no reason to be sorry." He said gently as his hand went to rest on her shoulder.<br/><br/>Her shoulder felt odd. Where the Drakolexi shoulders are very firm and muscular, her shoulder felt very soft and malleable in its consistency. He assumed it was just one of the physical differences between species that wasn't very noticeable. Jrax'eer gave it a comforting squeeze and his eyes went wide with revelation. He was holding her breast. His hand shot away immediately and fell to his side. "I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm sorry." He stood frozen in place waiting for her response.