Vreta sat up on the couch, briefly taking a moment to stretch out the arm 595 had been lying on all night. He watched her scrounge around and put on the clothes she found, though unlike most Human observers, her lack of clothing hardly even registered with Vreta. She could walk through Threria naked and most Rothians would scarcely notice. 

“I don’t know what you mean.” Vreta remarked, and honestly, in this case. He did not have any of the anxiety she seemed to be showing, if he was placing that emotion correctly. At the very least, she had been in a hurry to get up for some reason. “That was more of a fun night than I had been expecting, I will admit. I’m looking through the recordings now. You did end up getting in a bit of trouble. I think you might have incurred some fines at the club.” He chuckled. “I think we got through the night without any [i]major[/i] trouble, though. I don’t think any of us left after we came to my apartment, so there shouldn't be any more, uh, repercussions.”