Sarah sat back, smiling at Skye. She leaned forward slightly taking off her top, the carbon-fiber chest-plate that she wore in a sort of fashion-practical choice. Underneath she wore nothing, and, so when let it slide out of her hand to the floor, she was, for the moment topless.<br/><br/>She licked her lips, realizing that she hadn't really thought she'd be in quite the situation she was when she'd left her balcony door open. Her nipples, small and perky, were firm in the cool air and she smiled, almost nervously and gave a laugh.<br/><br/>"You can stay the night if you'd like," said Sarah. She'd decided that it was best if she let Skye move at her own pace.