Poor Alex did not understand what was going on. This was the kind of thing that usually happened behind closed doors in a brothel, not - in the middle of the hallway of a space station. It did make him wonder what happened behind closed doors when this was the public face of it, and despite himself that made him twitch. He could tell he was more irritated than he should be, but the confusion certainly felt on point.

"You know they'll try an' swallow you, right?" He said, trying to sound mild when really he just sounded really grumpy.

He glanced at Bobbie but couldn't keep his eyes on her, the feeling that he was interrupting starting to overwhelm him and twisting into something dark and ugly and almost hurt in his chest.

Dammit, Kamal, she don't owe you anything. Not even an explanation.

He knew he needed to walk away, knew that the music was just a little too loud and he was a little too on edge, but it was like a scab that he just couldn't leave alone. So instead, catching Kovac's eye and carefully not looking down, he said. "She's been trainin' me for that bet of ours, you know."