"I'd heard they were doing that, but I haven't seen it. The guard bots are also attacking and the vending machine has aspirations of being an automatic machine gun. In here is safer." It doesn't seem as if anything is attacking in here and now she's here so that makes him safer. She's assuming he's not a special, but she doesn't know that for sure.

She ducks her head, grinning at that. She might even blush a little. "You'll be my first pick." Especially since he rolls over so that his back is to her. It's sweet and endearing and not something a lot of guys his age would do. "Thanks," she says quietly as she grabs another jumpsuit and quickly strips out of the sticky one. She steps into the clean one and zips it up, then reaches for a brush. "You're good now," she tells him as she takes her hair out of it's pony tail and starts brushing it. "You never told me your name."