Val looked around at the candles. Better the mood in her room? That didn't sound like Aidan at all, he was up to something. Since when does any straight man with an air of mystery and is also a cold blooded killer at times, care about the ambiance of a woman's room? Especially one of the Inquisition? They had more important things to be doing. Nevertheless she played along with his little white lie.

She stood up but she closed the gap between the two rapidly with one stride. "Not. A. Problem. At all. Aidan." She placed a single index finger against his chin, such a strong jawline. Was it that she found him alluring naturally or all the more now something was inside her heightening what was already there?

She left him standing there as she walked away and slid her finger from his chin lastly as it leaving her arm in a trail behind her. And she made her way to the cockpit to begin operations.