Sabine's smile disappeared as the next question was brought onto her. "Have I? N-no," Sabine shook her head slightly, now looking a little nervous as she struggled for an excuse. "I don't..." Sabine swallowed, she felt like she had expectations set on herself now. She held one arm and looked away, "...there was no place on the ship," she managed at the last minute.

It was a weak excuse, everyone in the group knew about the storage rooms in the ship by the third day in. Under normal circumstances she would have been honest, but Sabine had been evasive about this issue with Peiter previously. Now it was being brought up with others, including La'khay, who seemed to treat mating as a way of life.

"Are you okay, Sabine?" Tzirret asked with a concerned craning of his neck.

"Yes," Sabine looked up and smiled, trying to play it off, "I'm fine."