Merryn crossed her arms, amused at Jekin's self-deprecation. She arched an eyebrow at Linzi's offer, "I've<em>heard</em>the military started to field swords since the Sith War."<br/><br/>Her own eyes drew to the officer's nipples exposed through the thin fabric of her shirt, the woman acknowledging it and then returning her eyes to the trooper's own gaze. How carefree she seemed... it must have been so...<em>casual</em>outside the order.<br/><br/>But then when Linzi offered to share a shower with her, Merryn's surprise showed on her face, "I..." Her face began to flush a deeper hue, and the Twi'lek almost found herself considering it on a whim. It couldn't have been Linzi's influence on her alone... She stammered a bit, unable to find a response for the rather lurid suggestion.<br/><br/>Kailen gave her some time to think until she was finally able to speak, "I am afraid I'll have to pass, leiutenant. I... don't have much hair for washing, anyways." Though... the idea of such a fetching young woman massaging her Lekku was embarrassingly tempting. It brought back memories of that moment of weakness she once had, neglecting to tell her padawans that they were erogenous to touch for her kind...<br/><br/>"You can still use mine, though." She offered, "I don't mind waiting."