"Oh, I know how that goes." Been there, done that. Desperate, frantic couplings in the darkness before dawn on the battlefield, in airships, on submarines ... not to mention her own current setup behind the shooting gallery, which wasn't exactly soundproof. (That had been the cause of more than one argument.)

"So how quiet does one have to be here?" she asked, tilting her head slightly to brush her lips over Starbuck's cheek.