She was used to muscles stiffening beneath her, it was a sign of unwanted affection and she frowned but didn't want to release him. The sound of the drill caused her to tighten her arms, one of her hands on the back of his head until he pushed her away. Merope set back down slightly disappointed and afraid of the male she'd seen in brief, but said nothing.
Her eyes raised to Roschach as he stepped up the ladder and then moved down and asked her to go first,"I..I..I'll be to slow, I'll go after." Merope knew she was slow as molasses and her body shouldn't be climbing anything in it's delicate position. She shook her head a little and moved to sit back down, her head was tilted down.