She hums a soft noise and nods. Kaz in the ‘Privacy? What privacy?’ military barracks, that’s unfortunate for anyone involved. “No more of that,” she assures him. He won’t need to be back there ever again if he’d rather.

“Here,” she gestures with one hand. “Jesper and I have a room upstairs.” A room. Singular. Most of the time, she’s very upfront with him; sometimes, she said things just so, just to watch his reaction. This… was certainly one of those times.