Aster looked back at him as he stared at her, smiling softly as he reminded of his "rule", watching him strip off his shirt and shoes. She leaned down and pulled off her boots before pulling off her top, the smile still in place. Once it was off, she tossed it over to him and laid back on the bed with a sigh, moving her arms underneath her head to rest on them.
"You know, your rules aren't that bad, and neither is that computer. It's your craft, and that," she said, pointing to the boxes with her foot, her toes pointed, "is a sad attempt to rattle us. Isn't that right big guy?" Her smile grew as she gazed at the shirtless man. She moved one of her arms and opened it, gesturing for her to lie next to him.