There's a laugh in turn, a thoughtful hum as she tilts her head.

"Well, you're cute to top it off, so... I'll figure that out later. Hard to decide when you're not back in it for work yet, you know." she jokes right back, her other hand rising to wiggle her fingers. Menacing, truly.

They're not dissimilar in their attractions either - though Lilja has a broader preference than that overall, perhaps. But, to some measure, the carbuncle beckons. Her gaze slips off toward it and she exhales a hum, brushing her skirts aside. "So we shall. Hopefully, we've some luck and it's not just another storage room." She's not that fussed at the idea, though. There are worse places for a romp. Rising to her feet, she offers him a hand absently, though he certainly has no need for it.