LoK Put on her clothes and head to her own quarters

From Create Your Own Story

Krystal shrugs, leaving the pair to their own devices. She may not have had her bell rung as thoroughly as she would have liked, but she guessed it would have to do for now.

She walked into her room again, and chucked her stained towel and clothing straight into the laundry-her white tank top was already getting a bit crusty with Falco's fluidic leavings.

Nude, Krystal stared down at Sauria for a few moments. Idly wondering if Fox was still down there, flying through rings, and doing barrel rolls, and whatever else it took to make him happy.

That's when she heard her doorbell chime go off...