Following her to the elevator, Allan stepped inside behind her, and heard the doors close as Marty started the elevator.  "It's okay," he said, talking about her room.  "Mine's not exactly straight either."<br/><br/>As they rode in the elevator, Allan thought over her little comment.  He wasn't shy, per se, just worried about what sort of rumors would be going around the ship if someone found them in some state of undress - granted, it'd be just exposing the back, but people had a way of wildly exaggerating things.<br/><br/>"Well, when we get up there, you'll have to lead the way."