Dunno if I have one. Whatever's there is fine. ( said with an idle shrug, which does its part to cover how she shifts to settle into his embrace a little more comfortably.

sara might not see that stupidly giddy smile of his, but she sure as hell hears it, can practically feel it. with a short shake of her head, her eyes fluttering closed and her mind trying to think about anything other than the toes that she definitely can't feel even through two layers of knit socks and combat boots, she comments idly, ) Thought about suggesting that you steel up to see if it'd help any, but cuddling up with a freezing hunk of metal sounded pretty terrible. ( selfish, selfish. oh well. sara's been acting pretty selfless lately now that she's the ship's captain, so she'll accept this one solitary lapse.

with a thoughtful hum, she asks, maybe rhetorically, ) You're really gonna make me get up and get that booze, aren't you?