In fact, she was trying quite hard not to give into the 'easy way' of just locking eyes with him, taking a deep breath, and implanting the suggestion that she was 'The Only' or something equally silly.
For starters, she'd stopped being that cruel years and years ago.
Secondly, that took all the sport out.
Third, and this was the bit she was thinking about, he seemed to be thralling himself quite well without her help.
"Major," she said, with a hum.
A thought struck her. She shrugged it off. The thought rolled up it's sleeves and hit harder. "Major," She said, less of a formless word, more of an 'pardon me sir' sort of tone taking over. "You're over dressed, Major," she said, pulling away the three inches it took to give him an almost reproachful look. "It's making me feel quite out of place," she added, teasing.