That wasn't the response he had been expecting. He'd imagined she might have pulled rank on him, or maybe brushed it off like she always had. But this was different, and it was more intimidating than the other two options. Did she really think that she was more of a basket case than [i]he[/i] was!? He figured the amount of explosions and problematic decisions he'd caused would have tipped her off. But it seemed like she had stuff she hadn't even begun to unpack. 

Tomorrow he would regret not telling her she was wrong, and he didn't kiss her right here. But no matter what he thought, she hadn't given him a yes, and he wouldn't hold it against her. Even vulnerable, she had his respect. He held his hand out for her to shake, and he had on a solemn look. "Friends," he told her, and when she shook his hand back, he continued with. "Just remember, if it doesn't work out with Indra, or you change your mind, you have my number." He had on his signature grin then. 

"Now get out of here before someone asks why you're talking to me in nothing but a towel." She said, her usual control back. He gave her a salute, and he pulled his jacket around him tighter and made his way toward her door, before he stopped and paused. 

"Once the Highlander is fixed, we'll go and probably die for a treasure most people could ever dream of...where have I heard that one before?" he said.
[@Penny]