Even looking down to break the stare just gives him the view of that skin-tight body suit. For the record, he's not finding it any easier to break the moment with his eyes over there either. He closes his eyes and shakes his head.

Focus on droid, maybe. Much as he's would have loved to see where that moment was going to go, it does give him a third option among things to look at.

"Your droid has you on a short leash, Bryn." He says, firing a little bit of a scowl off at it. He's never liked bots very much, but the ones that had protocol features were by far the most obnoxious. They don't hesitate to observe every action you make and but in when they feel like it's necessary. "Apparently, you're on a tight schedule."