... This was a chance. She knew it was, as he was dropping into recharge faster than she was. But actually getting out of here with the Prime, from the stronghold of the Primacy, and with security heightened from the failed attempt?

No, it wouldn't work.

Instead, Elita let his responses also lull her own systems towards recharge, even as she trailed a hand repeatedly down the side of his helm slowly.

::It is... a favourite.:: She was, despite what she'd just considered, happy he liked it. ::On my own or on request? Both. I like it, so doing it for myself or others, upon demand by a client or not... I never mind.::

It was a simple thing in an existence that was less than simple.