He just laughed at the dye it pink remark. If he was actually going to have a mohawk, he might as well let her die it pink but a mohawk wasn't in his foreseeable future. Unless of course Naima stole into his room while he was passed out tonight and gave him a little present. He'd be sure not to give her any ideas in that direction.
CJ's arms moved around her slender waist and for the first time he noticed just how thin she was but he didn't say anything. It didn't take away from how good it felt when she scooted to press her body against his. His lips brushed warm against her collarbone before he looked up at her to answer her question. "Dunno, maybe." He supposed they could seem worse out in the middle of open water but it was a big ship too. "You scared?"
His face was entirely serious. If she was scared, he wouldn't make her feel bad about it. Everybody had things they were afraid of.