<div align="center"><strong>-= Simeon Gaorong - being the perfect gentleman, as if there were any doubt - aboard The Gamble =-</strong></div><br/>Barging in on a woman's private room under nearly any circumstances is the very pinnacle of bad form. The Captain had a tendency to be rather spontaneous in that regard, but even so, it was because of situations exactly like the one in which he found himself at that moment that one did not do such things. Even had Si been elsewhere the Captain would still have been walking in on his First Officer barely dressed in more than her undergarments - disrespectful in the extreme!<br/><br/>It would be dishonest to claim this was the<em>first</em>thing Simeon thought upon Griff's arrival, but it was at least in the top four. As such, while Griff stammered out his utterances of confusion and none-too-friendly judgement on their interaction (which, given the circumstances, seemed the height of hypocrisy on his part), Simeon managed to suppress his initial plans for his hands and instead resituated himself just a little, turning his shoulder and leaning forward enough to give his topless superior the benefit of using his torso to afford herself some modesty in the face of their captain's scorn. His hands removed themselves from Sasha's arms in favor of resting on her thighs, waiting there to see how she chose to progress from that interruption; he had a hunch it would not be a choice that involved further removal of clothing, rather the reverse. Thus it came as no surprise when she shifted away. The apology, however, was unexpected, and a wonderfully positive sign.<br/><br/>Despite the seeming sincerity of that brief interlude, a part of him had been worried he was somehow exploiting her, that she had made a mistake or was acting rashly because of the day's events playing havoc with her notoriously wild mood. That she would end their interrupted beginnings of whatever it was they were beginning with an apology for it being cut short, as well as providing direct, unambiguous assurance that future advances in their relationship were not out of the question removed that concern, which was a considerable relief. In reply, Simeon gave his understanding with a warm smile and lifted his hands to her face, holding her gently as he leaned in close and planted a light kiss on top of her head. "I am a patient man, Miss Dearing," he said, stroking his thumb across her lips. "I believe I will survive waiting a while longer."<br/><br/>Afterward he knew better than to try to put a lid on her temper. There were times to work at calming her and times to let her smolder; this occasion seemed to fall under the latter category. Besides, if he were honest about it, some part of him wanted their captain to face some consequence for his inappropriate behavior. Having that take the form of an irate Sasha seemed fitting, given she was the most injured party involved. So they took their separate courses in the cabin: Sasha working on deciding what she would do next to vent her pent up energy, Simeon quietly straightening up those elements of his ensemble put out of sorts by their brief tumble on the sheets. When she expressed her desperate need for exercise he did allow himself a small smile and, in a lighthearted tone, suggested, "Shall I accompany you for a spotter?" Under most circumstances it would not be a suggestion made in humor - he spotted for her frequently, and vice versa - but somehow he knew she would want some distance from what-could-have-been just then. If he were right there it would likely only work her up further which, though not an unattractive notion, was not what she needed from him at the moment. "I will have a word with the doctor regarding our ration supply. A well-cooked meal may be what everyone needs to make up for the shortened leave opportunity." He nodded his farewell and closed Sasha's cabin door behind him while she prepare to change for a workout, his own path leading him back to the infirmary.<br/><br/>There was a brief detour involved to make sure he was entirely "settled" before returning to a public setting.<br/><br/>Once he was presentable, Simeon completed his short trip the infirmary, stopping just outside the doorway and knocking on the frame rather than walking right in. Given Griff's recent example of how things can go wrong when walking into an unknown situation, and knowing both pilot and co-pilot were present in the infirmary (assuming, of course, they had remained where they were supposed to be), prudence seemed the best course of action. "Are the patients decent enough for visitors to enter, Miss Marsdan, or should I put blinders on before I come in?"