Beverly takes that in thoughtfully. On the one hand, she would really like to sleep now. But on the other, it would be better not to just jump into something.

"Let me... finish my tea and then we can try it," she finally says. It's a compromise with herself. The fastest she can make it happen without leaping in, so to speak. So once she finishes her tea, she nods to him again and manages to stand.

"All right. I'm ready. I suppose I'll have to take you to my quarters to make this work, won't I?" Her lips twist upwards -- her tone was joking, even though the question is a serious one.