He catches the movement out of the corner of his eye, instinctively knowing she was about to mimic his own gesture. Except it's not exactly mimicking when you're the same person, it's -- jeepers, it's just being yourself. His hand has stilled, but he stubbornly carries on like he hasn't noticed anything at all, because if they can't be themselves then ... well, what then?

"Should or shouldn't be are the questions I leave up to my superior officers, Captain. If we're ... who we are, family, whatever, then there aren't any secrets we can really keep from each other. Are there?" he says, like he's just thinking out loud. In a weird way, he sort of is. "Not that I'm digging for classified information. Just that ... "

That what?

He clenches his jaw, and lets out a slow breath. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."