[Parker pulled her knees up and watched him carefully for a moment as he fumbled for words and then stopped. She was watching him carefully, and a small part of her was ready to run from this conversation if she needed too. She grabbed a cigarette and lit it, ignoring the pang she felt when the smoke hit her lungs. There was a nod when he asked if she remembered; of course she did.

Parker's eyes went wide when he mentioned what happened between himself and Uhura. There was a little movement of her hand against his arm, a subtle little touch that Parker didn't use very often. She was trying to let him know that she understood, that... well, it didn't matter. The touch was still there as Parker puffed on the smoke like her life depended on it.]

The only thing I learned from this shit is that Denise needs not to be my warden anymore.