"Oh!"

She'd not expected the grab and the pull, but she certainly didn't really fight it, either.

She had only been wanting to inspect Abby's armor, to make sure there weren't any micro-fractures or anything (not like she could really see them without some sort of microscope), but it was the words of wanting to take her for food that arrested her attention fully, and Tamera bit her lip in suddenly serious though.

Food. Delicious dinner. A treat with a woman who thought she was worth spending time with.

"A dinner with you?"

And in that moment, she reached up to give Abby's helmet a little tap with a fingernail, right in the middle of the forehead.

"I want to go there," she grinned.