"Don't tempt them, if my rats start talking back to me, I'm going to know who to blame," Ravi says with an accusatory pointed look at her, like she ought to know better than to tempt fate, despite the fact that Ravi has absolutely no idea what she's like, seeing as they've just met. He's still trying not to stare exactly, because it's weird and awkward and more pervy than he likes.

Sort of staring through his hands so he doesn't see anything at all, he tries to keep his attention away. "Here? Staring at you? Definitely not long enough to be creepy," he promises. "I'm just collecting some water," he says, "I'm using it for experiments, which aren't mad scientist like at all," he vows.