( No need to be jealous. That just earns a harsh look from Shaw, lips pressed together and eyebrows raised. She doesn't give her sharp dismissal voice, doesn't even need to. Root knows, because they play these stupid games all the damn time.

She's wondering if telling Root that she was hot and good with a gun was a bad decision, given the way it all played out. Kissing her was probably stupid, too, but Shaw had been pretty certain she'd be too dead to deal with any consequences for that one. Then again, she's been reading up on this place, watching the network, and there's some interesting comments about timelines. Rather than dignify Root's comments with a rebuttal, she turns heel on the topic: )

What's the last thing you remember, anyway?

( Time is messed up, here, and there are clues in what Root's said so far, but Shaw prefers certainty. )

I dunno. I've seen the man scrub up okay. I mean, we had to pay someone to dress him, and it was like seeing a dog with a pair of socks on.

( Y'know, the awkward, pathetic way they pick their feet up and look confused? Whatever. )