[Overall she's just grateful to have gone out in a shirt that doesn't make her look like she's competing in some frathouse wet T-shirt contest right now.]

I'd been hoping he had more important things to keep an eye on -- I know. Naive. [She quirks a smile at him.] Want to come back to my cabin, borrow a towel?

[She tries to keep tabs on who lives where and according to her mental map, it's possible a guy just got tortured and killed in his neighbor's room. Maybe not what he wants to go home to?]