[Rebecca rocks slightly on her heels, perching against the sofa's arm with a little restlessness as her eyes flick back from Reid to Kitty with a detour along Kitty's hand. There's a lot of touching herself, though not in exactly the way imagined, more so rubbing the back of her neck and squeezing her shoulder with these waves of unspent energy. She even slides her headphones off, setting them next to her sneakers on the ground. As seconds tick by she is steadily less dressed than before.]