Jal smiled, turning slightly to gently hug Shi's head. "I don't have to, but, perhaps I ~want~ to. That's the difference."<br/><br/>She chuckled, her cool skin a counterpoint to Shi's overly heated self "Just do what you want to, but stop if you feel uncomfortable, okay?" Her fingers played through Shi's hair, distracting the pilot for a moment, then she led Shi to the bed, sitting Shi down on it, then sitting down herself, still clad in only her undergarment.<br/><br/>She smiled again, letting Shi's fingers explore, soon finding the bullet scar above her navel, the only easily apparent blemish upon her skin as she closed her eyes, letting Shi's hands continue their wandering.