Re: ransom + mariner.
It was impossible for Beckett not to notice the slightly terrified look on Ransom's face, which she liked. Good to keep him on his toes, so he wouldn't get any ideas about where and when he had permission to touch her. Not that he had stopped, which made her attempt to slap his hand away just as he removed it from her lower back.
"Oh, you caught it already?" Mariner asked with a smirk. She really kind of wanted not to think about whatever throat spiders were anymore, even though maybe it was a case of misleading nomenclature like how a mantis shrimp was neither a mantis nor a shrimp or how guinea pigs were neither from Guinea nor pigs. In the end she shrugged and let him lead her towards a table where she hoped she wouldn't have to stay long. "Long as I'm drinkin'..."