Back at base, Jun parted ways to spar with Rookie, and Kat immediately retired to Carter's room. He looked up from the desk, where he was going over some daily reports, a brief smile playing on his lips as she entered.

“Where've you been?” He asked, more in a distracted manner than anyhting else, as he almost immediately turns back to his reports. Kat has the non-descript bag slung casually over her shoulder as she responds, just as distractedly.

“Out shopping with Jun.” She watches out of the corner of her eye as Carter pauses just a fraction in his notes. That was the whole reason she'd invited him, of all people. It was just luck that he happened to be able to offer her some relevant advice. Creepy, but lucky.

“Mm-hm.” Carter responded. Kat's momentary victory fizzled out, but that wasn't the main point of this particular excersize. She disappears into the bathroom to change.

Carter's in the middle of shelving his reports when Kat emerges from the bathroom.

“Well, what do you think?”

He glanced over, where she stood in the doorway wearing absolutely nothing but the strapon.

Absolutely nothing else.

And then he glanced back at the reports. He paused. Did he see that right? He turns slowly to look back at her, his expression a mix of disbelief, confusion, and just the slightest, slightest bit of curiosity.

“You, uh ...”

He didn't have time to finish his thought, as Kat strode confidently across the room and took the situation into her own hands.