Aya settled in comfortably, kicking her feet over Braig's lap as a matter of course. "I'm afraid to leave you at loose ends while Braig tortures me." she confided. "You might do something drastic, then I'd miss prom." she was teasing. Mostly.

...yeah, maybe she wouldn't give them the name of her date.

"If I was really mean I'd ask you for a duck tape dress."