[Her arm-crossedness shifts abruptly from irritable to defensive, then her hands drop to her sides. She could stand a couple days in Zero, she doesn't even care that much if he confiscates the turtle, but professional-standard haircare products are what separate civilized people from barbarians.

And there's the slightly more pressing issue that if he does a thorough search of her room, he might find her nanomite syringe. It doesn't sound like he will, but....well, she did kick him in the junk, if he tears the whole place apart she'll probably deserve it.]

Kirk, I'm sorry, okay? This last week's been --

[And her voice kind of peters out, because she hasn't much spoken to anybody since the invasion ended and she doesn't really know how it was.]