She looked down at the matching S symbols on their clothes. "You have quite a bit more fabric than I do," she pointed out, smirking a bit at that as if it were a joke. Though in this position she was a little concerned about the short skirt, she didn't care enough to pull up from his side.

The trembling was worrying her. She looked over his arms to see if there was some way she could get the poison out. It was frustrating, because she knew if had had access to the Force she would have been able to guide all of it out of his system, but even that would have taken focus and control.