Drexia Locke
They're all dead...
Drexia chuckled softy at the words of the captain. “Who exactly has tried to show interest in someone else and what gave you the idea that I would be attempting to assault you with my hydrospanner? There are no threats from me.” She holds her hands up in a a fashion that is almost saying ‘I surrender’ and takes a step back so she casually lean against the wall behind her. She listens from there on out, not sure how exactly all of this affects her but she mulls it all over as she listens to the information and the way her new companions respond to it.
If he had said anything else after his talk of a diner, the mechanic might have just tuned it all out. “Food sounds great but I had no clue there was plans for some sort of sex party after we ate.” All this sexual tension and stuff the captain kept bringing up casually was tucking her the wrong way, honestly. They all just woke up from 700 years in stasis but if there was actually sexual tension afoot she didn’t sense it at all.
If he had said anything else after his talk of a diner, the mechanic might have just tuned it all out. “Food sounds great but I had no clue there was plans for some sort of sex party after we ate.” All this sexual tension and stuff the captain kept bringing up casually was tucking her the wrong way, honestly. They all just woke up from 700 years in stasis but if there was actually sexual tension afoot she didn’t sense it at all.