Dylan just grinned, not at all phased by his threat. "Aww, c'mon, it's not a real party basement if I'm not in here," she whined in fake-protest. "Then you're just a sad dude alone in a hot tub instead of being a dude in a hot tub with the coolest lady ever." She took a drink, sinking down into the water again and letting her legs float, kicking enough to set off some waves but not hard enough to splash. "Anyway, there's a difference. Safe space is a spot where you can be reasonably certain you won't run into triggering material, but a safe word is what you need to stop the fun."