04-23-2007, 03:41 PM
Andrew blushed slightly, looking at her. "Look, I don't mean to pry, but since you've been on the ship you've seemed... I dunno. Pre-occupied I guess. Did... Did I do or say anything that might've upset you?" he asked, shifting nervously from one foot to the other. Andrew's taste in clothes were a little... less than subtle. He was wearing tight leather pants, held together with buckles along the outside of the leg all the way down from the hip. His shirt was made of black mesh-like material, giving her an obscured view of his lean, furry chest, including a small silver ring through his left nipple.
