Monica listened to Emerald, and really was trying to think of how to find the ship; although she was tired from the fighting outside of town. However, as she went to say something, she felt Talos’ hand on her thigh. And she groaned slightly, biting her lip. She glanced out of the corner of her eye at him; she glared slightly scooting away a bit. Though not so gracefully as she managed to pull her leg up and hit it hard against the bottom of the table. And she sighed staring down at it, hoping nobody was paying attention. “Stop.” She muttered to Talos, as she attempted to listen to the Captain and Vladmir.