[ Like fireworks in the air. She turns towards Mercury and pats his shoulder. ]

All is forgiven! The blankets and linens and lights are mine though. I think we should keep the 'don't fuck with me' banner for special occasions, but that's up to you. I don't really care about who gets which bunk anymore, but we should really call the repair guy before they close for the night, okay?

[ She likes that he was ready to throw her under the bus despite being his only source of non-boredom so far. She'd do the same! Admittedly she finds him cuter than he finds her (as far as she can tell-- she said no more predicting.) ]