"I've got a twelve hour pass," Jake told her, giving her hand a gentle squeeze as he continued to watch the water. "Everything seems to be running smoothly back in the Strike Group, I figured I could sneak away for a little while and not have things descend into chaos. I don't have to be at the shuttle for another..." he did the mental arithmetic in his head. "Eleven and a half hours."
He glanced toward her face. "Anything in particular you'd like to do in that time? I'm yours to command." It was said as a joke, but he really was prepared to let things go at her speed.