Antoine watched the young woman who had collapsed into his room with a mixture of concern and amusement. Falls were deceptively dangerous little things, lading the wrong way could mean anything from a bad bruise to death, even from low heights. As a former combat medic and current medical technician, Antoine couldn't help the concern that followed his initial surprise.

It was obvious she had not expected the door behind her to open, as well. Stammered, backpedaling phrases, nervous twitches and rising color served as a flashing beacon to anyone that she was in an uncomfortable position. That was a concern all of it's own, one he would have to quickly assuage. He had stood out in the meeting and told everyone to speak with him if they had any worries regarding the cryo-beds or techs who watched over them... even if she merely stumbled upon his room, he could hardly leave her with a poor memory of the meeting. 

And then... and then... well... the whole sight... the whole scene...

How could he not laugh? Not even chuckle, just a little bit?

He tried to hold it back, raising a hand to cover his lips and maintain as straight and concerned a look as possible. But it was... well... she was playing [i]tag[/i] with [/i]Mowzer[/i]! How long had he heard of someone who wasn't a child doing that? When had it ever led to a young woman sprawling backwards into his room- one with such an amusingly endearing stammer to her voice?

It wasn't nice. He needed to stop. But it... there were just some times when... you just had to [i]laugh[/i].

"I think Mowzer's decided you're a fun one to play tricks on." He did, actually, manage to keep his mirth under control. He settled instead for a wide, toothy grin and shake of his head- which actually seemed to fit the whole scenario quite well. He shook his head some more to keep himself from embarrassing her further. "Though he's always does things like that to the ones he likes, so maybe it's a good thing?"

He shook his head again -it seemed fitting- shooting a brief glance towards Mowzer, who was now busy grooming himself from the tail up. Of course he was, that or napping seemed his usual reactions whenever someone started talking about him.

"Sorry to open the door on you, I'm Antoine." He held his hand out again, then paused, finally laughing now as he realized the redundancy of that action.

"Right- I suppose we already did the handshake part, didn't we?"