<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Lyra-avi.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Captain Lyra Core (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Lyra_Core)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her quarters<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>evening<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kar'tak<br/><hr/><br/>His answer to her question about the joke was... unsatisfactory. But she left it be. She did understand the need other species had to make humor. She had no such need. Though she could enjoy humor, if she wanted to and find it humorous. Neither was the case with his attempt, but he could've said worse.<br/><br/>Then he began to answer her other question...<br/><br/>The offer of a proposition made her raise an eyebrow at first. What was this now? What did he want? Permission for something involving the ship? Why did people always want something changed about<em>her</em>ship? But no... it wasn't that. It wasn't that at all...<br/><br/>Her expression remained blank during his explanation. This was new. Well, marginally anyway. She had been approached for personal relationships before, even had a couple. But this, the way in which he was phrasing it. She wasn't sure if she should be grateful for the directness, or unapproving and dismayed by it. Perhaps neither. She couldn't deny that she appreciated her first officer. But in that way? She didn't think it very professional. On the other hand....<br/><br/>"Commander Vanzell, are you suggesting we engage in coitus on a regular basis?" She asked, still deprived of emotional expression. Though one noticeable fact was that she had not touched her glass, she hadn't even so much as looked at it. Though she had followed his movements as he downed his, showing obvious signs of nervousness. Whether she hadn't touched hers out of shock or just general distaste for the situation, was not clear.