"So, is there anyone you’re secretly crushing on?"
Trip released the catch on his helmet and sighed with relief as cool, fresh air rushed through the broken seal. He almost didn’t register Hoshi’s question, and lost the first few syllables as he plucked the helmet from his head. "Come again?" Did she really just ask him who he was crushing on? He shifted in spot and the bronze plastic compound of the EV suit squelched noisily. Figures- ambushed right before a good thirty minutes of up close decon. He busied himself with loosening the wrist straps of the pressure suit. "Secretly crushing? Who says that’s any of yer business, Lieutenant?” He tried to look stern and rank-pulling, but the corners of his mouth twitched in a smile. “Tch. We’re a few hundred light years from Earth, and still can’t escape Valentine’s day.”