[As she nods and takes those steps towards her own room in the dorms, she smiles a bit more content; if he was able to at least poke fun at things, that meant he was getting somewhere.]

Maybe there will be other reasons for it to be busy in the future... [She trails off a bit at the end there, but tries not to draw too much attention to it as they go. With the trip mostly in content silence, though -- accounting for the occasional bit of awkward dancing around things when they run into some of the other shipgirls, anyway -- she eventually comes to a stop at the door to her room. It doesn't seem to stand out all that much, other than the mail slot. If nothing else, it meant she was practically-minded about things.

Enterprise looks to Athrun again.]

Ah, right... did you have any particular plans for today? I'd like to make sure before I make my own offerings.