"Your legs are lovely," Gryf teased back, a very real smile on her lips despite a thousand and one things to be concerned about. "If you shaved them, I bet I'd have competition." Now complete with a giggle in her voice.

"I only obeyed your illicit command, sir."

"You tell him, JARVIS!" She had gotten used to his sass on the Station and enjoyed it; it was as close to being Networked with someone as she could manage.