[ The use of one of her many typos makes her smile, which in turn allows her to finally relax... for a short time, at least. She settles against him nicely, musing to herself how nicely she fits against him... and it's fine. It's totally fine that she's entertaining ideas of ROMANTIC DESTINY by noting how their bodies just seem to fit like this. But it's fine. It's totally fine...

It's actually comforting, moreso than she cares to admit. The one time she wishes she wasn't such a touchy-feely person, man. The one time. ]

I think I got the jist of things down pretty well. Telepathy's gonna take some gettin' used to but uh...

[ She looks uneasy, hot pink eyes looking at the window-- and the deep abyss beyond-- but it is not the ocean itself that worries her. ]

Since we got here, I've been wonderin' if I made a huge mistake...