She does relax when he lifts the gun and lays it across his shoulder, but it's just a slight shift of her shoulders, a loosening of her stance, and her hands lower, a little, while she cocks a devil-may-care smile and gives him a brief-to-lingering up-and-down of consideration and burgeoning curiosity.

"Well, it's gettin' there, cowboy."

Lordy, but this ship is full of good-lookin' men. It's a crying shame Huntress and Dinah aren't around to enjoy it with her, and gossip over a pint of ice cream over who's at the top of the list, but then, you just can't have everything. "You said you came from a different ship? Just now?"