That does not sound relaxing even hearing about it second-hand. But it gives her ideas, too, so she bumps her hip against him as they go, hard enough to be on purpose but not trying to send him off-balance.

"A whole week? That sounds like a party." One she'd like to go to, if she could. Seems like it's awfully far away when you have to travel from planet to planet in a ship... and she doesn't know if it would even happen at a time when she'd be available.

Still, it's fun to daydream. "Is there lots of food? And music and dancing? What's your favorite part?"