She gaped after him, shocked at what he'd said. She managed to fit herself into the tiny cubicle and quickly undid the band of plexicloth (invention of mine) that held her chest down. Sighing in relief, she smiled to herself for a minute before remembering the situation she was in. She quickly did up her uniform, used the facilities for their intended purpose, and then exited after washing her hands. "Thank you" she whispered, still mistrusting him but not letting it show. She blushed, realizing he could see her form a bit better but feeling far more comfortable.