Kelvok still doesn't have anything to say, although he does look more uncomfortable when Lalita laughs.

"I'm sure I can find something vital but not particularly expensive to rip out and take with me," he says cheerfully. "I'm good at that sort of thing."

"Yep."

Kelvok is not, apparently, feeling nervy enough to ask any followup questions.

"I thought my friend was safe," he says. "And I like you."

"She was going to be. I didn't have anything invested in hurting her. Brol badgered me into modifying the deal on the grounds that there aren't many of those flying around anymore," mutters Kelvok, and then he preemptively flinches, like he expects harm to result from admitting this.

"The deal was that if he got her to make a noise the excursion was over, we dumped you both and went home. She didn't."

"I noticed."

Kelvok looks away, shrugs.

Lalita sits quietly.

"So you spoke Cardassian the whole time, huh."

"Yes I did."

Kelvok appears to find this embarrassing.

Lalita appears to find this adorable.

Kelvok appears to find that embarrassing too.

It's a never-ending cycle!

Kelvok interrupts it by clearing his throat and looking at the floor.

Lalita is now grinning irrepressibly.

Kelvok cannot see that! He is looking at the floor.

Floorlooking. Lots of floorlooking.