"You're underestimating his ability to kill someone without anyone ever knowing it," he said. "Your father is one scary man. Trust me; I've worked with him." He'd listened to those little comments about torture techniques, and while some might have been jokes, Dom had no doubt that Sam knew and had used some of those. He was a SEAL after all. "He wouldn't kill you. You're his daughter. I'm fair game."
Dom looked at the room with different eyes when she declared that it was his room. "Well, it was an empty room and I put things in it, so yes, it's my room," he said, grinning. "I hadn't exactly thought about it, but bookcases and a desk always seemed like the most important thing, almost more important than the bed." He sat on the bed, giving her the choice of chairs or bed. "Why haven't you done anything?"
He shook his head. "No, go ahead, but if you're trying to find some embarrassing title, I'll spare you the trouble. Random Perturbations and The Finite-Dimensional and Spatially Extended Systems is right over there. I mean what was I thinking? Finite-Dimensional and Spatially Extended Systems, right? If dimensional travel is possible, then we have to account for an infinite-dimensional system. I'm sure you can see how terribly embarrassing that is. However, I hope that The Quantum Mechanics of Two and Three Dimensional Nano Structures makes up for that," he said, keeping a straight face. Sheldon would even take him seriously, especially since he did have those books in his collection. He doubted Jenna would see it the same way.