"It would be of no discomfort." As she says it, a light dusting of a blush forms on her cheeks, but she ignores it. And as Blue settles, the machine's creaks and groans giving tell to the damage taken and the repairs needed when they do manage return to the Castle-ship, she moves away from her seat to root through the supplies she keeps in a tucked away compartment.

She procures two packets of food goo, which will warm upon opening, and the blanket is large enough for more than two people, bulky and thick and hand-knit by both Coran and Hunk, and obviously knit with the princess in mind, looking far too cutesy with little mouse designs to be a by-the-books survival blanket.

But it is.

As she holds the food goo and blanket in hand, she has to consider her options. They could share a seat together, or...

"We can, sit together back here. There is enough room to do so without overcrowding."