"You like that suit's flak armor." She smirked at him as she walked through the offered door, hooking a finger in his holster-belt to bring him in with her. Starting the water icy, Laura stripped and stuck her head under the water, using using the cold conditioning to focus her senses. She finally put it to something warmer and washed. "Yes, you are very distressing," she agreed and looked over her shoulder. "I won't let them get you."