She glances up at him, watching him silently for a moment before rolling her eyes and elbowing him in the side.

"Relax," she says, almost laughing. "I know you're not trying to get me drunk to take advantage of me. You're the one who stopped us in the middle of fucking because you realized we weren't fully in control of ourselves. You kept watch over me while I slept. I know I can trust you."

And if he ever does anything she doesn't like, she trusts herself enough to know she can at least give him one hell of a fight in return. She's not worried.