Uhura nodded. She didn't think it was a gross habit. "I do that at work sometimes too," she told him. "When I'm really busy with something or on a roll." She took a sip of her wine and then ate a bit of the mashed potatoes.
"You're welcome," Uhura replied. "That dinner last weekend was so nice I wanted to do something nice for you and I still feel a little bad about the FBI thing even if you're not upset about it," she explained.