OOM: Beckett's Room

[trigger_man]

 [After this.]

Jack makes a quick pit stop in his room to change into dry clothes, already feeling the burn on his skin as it warms up again.

Heading back out into the hall, he hesitates for a second outside Beckett's door.  After the awkwardness of him falling on top of her--and neither of them moving for a moment--this might not be the best idea.  But then he'd told her he'd be there in a moment, as as much as part of him has misgivings about it, there's part of him that wants to show that whatever that moment outside had been, it was just an aberration; nothing to see here, move along.

Taking a breath, he raps decisively on her door.

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[fanofthegenre]

Beckett's jeans are sufficiently soaked, and there's a giant wet spot in the middle of her jacket, both of which she hangs up in the hopes that they'll dry before she has to head back. Bar's even seen fit to reward her with a roaring fire after she changes - even if she's not entirely sure how a fire works in this place, being that there's technically no chimney attached.

She decides not to question it, and moves to open the door, stepping aside to let Jack through.

"I was just about to make something hot. What are you in the mood for?"