[Henry WOULD know the sounds of her squeaks. Then again, anyone who was a Shepard would know her squeaks.]
Henry? ...You were trying to look for me?
[It's touching, and she brings her hands down from her blushing face, turning to peer up at him-only to see him trying to look at her questionnaire, which had gotten...racey.
Without thinking of it, her hand moves up to cover his eyes. Or try to anyway.]
I-it's okay! I'm the one who needs to do better, not the machine!
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Henry? ...You were trying to look for me?
[It's touching, and she brings her hands down from her blushing face, turning to peer up at him-only to see him trying to look at her questionnaire, which had gotten...racey.
Without thinking of it, her hand moves up to cover his eyes. Or try to anyway.]
I-it's okay! I'm the one who needs to do better, not the machine!
[Not...exactly how it works Olivia.]