He'll argue with her later about that. You know, when she's not stripping off his armor.

"Vandal. It feels nice. Not to hurt." He winces. That sounded stupid. But he meant it; it's been so long that having no alarms popping up on his HUD other than armor-removals was making him almost giddy.

He's craning his neck to watch her work, fascinated by how she uses her RIG, looking up finally at her words. "Yes. I knew that when I agreed to this, Karrie."