South...isn't one for really hanging back or going slow, not with anything really. Hell, one branch of the UNSC she was in had them in pods, launched out of a ship, speeding feet first through a planet's atmosphere to a raging battle below. It's more or less how she handles anything, jump into the fire and hope for the best.

But she can't help moving at a leisurely pace right now. Maybe it was because she'd told her roomie to fuck off until she gives the all clear. So there's no rushing around before he returns, and if she takes her time she can be an ass and make him wait all day. Maybe she's been lonely, pushing everyone away since she's gotten here, isolating herself so much. Maybe it's a lot of reasons, but she's not considering any of that right now. Nope, just shoving that away for never another time- she's busy right now. Busy inching closer, pressing heavier into the bed, taking her sweet sweet time admiring the woman's face, unworried about tearing off clothes or getting more skin.

Though it probably doesn't help any mood or whatever's going on when she starts to snicker a bit, rubbing a thumb lightly over a colored mark, "Everyone really fucked you up out there, starting to look like a rainbow tiger or something with all these stripes."