He giggled at the change of expression, standing up and cracking his neck. "No, she's pretty level-headed, actually. She thinks things through. Like, when I first showed up? She thought ahead and tucked a corkscrew away in case I attacked her. I didn't, obviously, since I promised I wouldn't, but the thinking ahead thing was smart."

He moved towards the kitchenette, leaving his back exposed without giving any sort of indication that it actually was unguarded. "Oh, plenty of cute girls - but none of them are quite as fun."