Shizen didn't know what to think of the secret, though the sight of her roommate stripping for her made her discard her visor, the images already saved into Hound's systems. "Jal..." she whispers and watches as the combat suit reveals more and more of her covetted squad member. When she could see the uninjured skin on Jal's back, Shizen crawled from her bed and to the stripping woman, pulling her to her chest and pushing her shirt covered breasts into Jal's back. "You know that you don't have to..." Shizen whispers and then begins to kiss Jal's neck, her hands running from her shoulders around to her stomach, just softly loving the first woman she's chosen to be with while on medications.<br/><br/>Shizen's body wasn't over-heated anymore, but it was still rather warm to the touch. She didn't want to remove her shirt because of the few scars that she sustained during both training and her first mission out on the feild. "I just don't want this to be something you would regret if you're having those feelings," she whispers again and pulls her arms up to be hugging Jal from behind, pushing Jal's breasts up as well and feeling them somewhat overflow her arms from the hug.