Yeah, I know. But I don't think Vaughn or Sasha would have any better ideas, so let's go with 'everything is weird, must be Tuesday.'

[she gives him a cocky little grin she doesn't quite feel, but it's a good imitation.]

It's okay, Hyperion, you're allowed to like me a little. Not like we're alone on a crazy spaceship out in who the hell knows where or anything.

[despite the insulting nickname, fiona sounds kind of...fond. things are definitely weird.]

Damn right you're lucky I'm not Vasquez or August. Vasquez wears way too much eau d'douchebag and August eats cute little guys like you for breakfast.