"Yes, ma'am," he told her, the same humor in his voice as was quirking his lips up into a smile. He stood and kicked off his shoes, dropping his pants and stepping out of them and towards Aria. There might have once been a lick of modesty in him, but it had been gone long before he'd woken up on the station; he was just as much at ease naked as he would have been clothed, although her nudity certainly made a difference. He reached for her the moment he was close enough, pulling her in for a kiss.