"As Allah wills," Yamina said, though what meant was apparent neither in tone nor body language.  She stood, nodded, then gave Erich her back and stepped to the hatch.  One bolt drug as it slid free, screeching far louder than it should have.  Maintenance on something as complex and as large as the DropShip was always a catch up affair and little things came a distant second to big ones like the engines not exploding.  Her hand grasped the edge of the hatch and she turned to look over her shoulder.<br/><br/>"The rough sex was something new.  I'm not sure if I like it or not, but it was pleasurable.  Perhaps you should try it sometime and we can compare notes.  An after action report as it were."  Yamina smiled briefly then left and closed the hatch behind her.