The universe may never know how long it'd have taken without Cadet betIlley's help. Well. Not their universe, anyway.

Still, she knows he can be impressive when he puts to his mind to it (even the hatchet job on the test had a certain flair to it, even if she'll judge for about forever) and so she tilts her head speculatively.

"Am assuming it's for a good cause," she says primly, moving closer.

In their private lexicon, 'good' has a fair few meanings. She's not exactly adverse to overcoming mischief. Or red tape.