Sev glanced over at Eva for the slightest moment, her cheeks going an instant shade closer to crimson.
"O-oh...okay, then, I guess, it is your room..." She managed to stammer out, her eyes focused on the floor.
One hand unconsciously tightened on the blanket, her eyes focused on the floor, avoiding Eva entirely. Running her gaze across the suit on the floor, she grimaced, her focus taken off Eva's sudden lack of clothing for a moment.
"Ah damnit...if the pieces don't fit, then its just going to reject again, and..."
She sighs exhasperatedly, looking up at Eva for a split second before her focus shot to the floor again. She gulped quietly, a slightly ominous feeling lodging itself in the back of her mind.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
