Hmmm. [She makes a sound that's far too playful to come across as her actually having to think something over.] It must be your determination to make everyone think you're a real jerk.

[She gives their arms a little swing as they walk, enjoying the way the snow crunches beneath their feet. She could spend hours out here with him. It's almost like an escape away from the rest of the station that they can explore hand in hand.]

If it makes you feel any better, I don't plan on bringing you up. Your reputation and bad boy image will be well-preserved.

[Like that actually matters to him. Or maybe it does, when it comes to other people here.]