[shauna's eyes are dark and dangerous and he knows that look. it's the look, baring down on him in that maniacal way that he simply adores. her girlish embarrassment is even more endearing. seeing her panic and tear herself away at his offer makes him laugh softly while he reaches for a cigarette and lighter from the bedside table and brings it to his lips.

when he sits up, the blankets shift lower to reveal the rest of his bare chest. he's only in his underwear - soft white boxer briefs - but he spares her the rest of himself by staying in place for now. he flicks the lighter a few times, taking a nice long drag as he looks her over. for someone so ready to pounce, to kill, she was easily thrown by his offer.]

Let's change that. I'm Saber. What's your name? You into tryin' to kill your lovers, or somethin'?

[he thinks he's funny and he doesn't stay put for very long. as he's talking, he's pushing himself out of bed to search through his dresser for some clothes, keeping her in his peripheral. sunburn, messy, a bit dirty, cute, but a touch of deadly and certainly not easily swayed.]

You cold? C'mere. [it doesn't matter if she obeys or not, he's bringing her a sweatshirt.] Here. Or do you wanna shower first? Lots of people do. It's right there.

[he tips his head in the direction of the bathroom, putting on his best 'friendly'. sweet dimpled smile, harmless.]