Threnody brightened at the invitation to stay, smiling as she shyly shuffled behind Theresa - a little embarrassed and feeling the need to hide from the man (and maybe giggle) after he winked at her. She had no delusions that he might be flirting with her; such a playful interaction from anyone she just met would have made her feel as giddy as she did just then.
Theresa didn't make for good cover, but she did act as a barrier and safety net for the nervous girl. Her hands slipped down from her armpits and her fingers unconsciously began to pick at the redhead's clothes, starting the process of eventually winding into the cloth should the other girl not pay attention or allow it to continue.
"So you... you like the Danger Room?," She murmured toward the man, attempting conversation. "It don't scare you at all?"
It scared her every time they ran a program with rain - which was most of the time it felt like.