Mm. [She frets for a few seconds, then her selfconsciousness is swallowed up by the fact that she'd already like today to be over and fussing about modesty isn't making the time pass any faster. In one slightly jerky movement she just shoves the blanket off her and stands up up, pulling on her knickers and then fiddling with her bra. Now she wishes there was heating. Her fingertips feel numb. Vague nervousness makes her run her mouth.]

It never used to be a problem when this place was filled with computers anyway, if anything it was too hot in the summer months, but...well.