[ Ilsa feels a bit guilty for dampening the mood. Especially because even though her own frown deepens and her ears lower a bit, the critters lingering around them and continuing their song means that her sympathy for the other man's dismay is only amplified. ]

I can tell you that I'm in complete agreement, Barret. Back home, I didn't even have time for a boyfriend. To be expected to jump into intimacy like this with complete strangers...

[ She would not... normally be this candid about her sex life (or lack thereof), but that's the level of comfort she's evidently reached.

At the same time, his concern returns the smile to her face. It's slight, but she wants nothing more than to reassure him. ]

It's not ideal, but I'll be fine. I've had to endure a lot worse for the sake of my job. For the time being, I'll just have to be conservative about my bullets.

[ So maybe they should take a raincheck on the whole "showing off their skills" thing. She grows quiet for a moment. ]

Why don't we find somewhere to sit down? I'll admit I haven't stopped moving since we got here.