"Oh, that brandy. Giving us ideas," she murmured, leaning into his fingers. She'd need to thank Isabela later for it. It was just the sort of thing to break the ice between them, though she probably could have held off on bringing it until some other time, when the both of them weren't in such confined spaces. Ah, well.

She leaned back just a bit so he could bring his hand across her waist, down to the lacings of her trousers. The only real issue was the belt and the pouches it held up; normally, they would hold a few traps and some picks, but they were mostly empty tonight. She hadn't thought to bring anything too important and what she had thought to keep were in her bag below deck.