"I think I should be thanking you, darlin', if only for coming up with this excellent idea in the first place." He feels decidedly more human, and less like locking every crewmember he can get his hands on in the brig just so they won't go around hurting themselves without cause. He quickly dries, years of serving on board starships and space stations making his movements economical, and soon he's strolling back out towards the bedroom in search of clothing, his towel draped around his neck.