Cameron certainly doesn’t have any sense of modesty, and blinks back at Victor, looking once again bemused. A heat has risen to his cheeks, though Cameron is quite sure the temperature of the room isn’t any warmer.

She thinks for a moment, it’s true, she has no reason to go in there with him... so… “Of course. I will wait outside.”

But…. she doesn’t understand.

Victor’s nervousness has returned, she isn’t entirely sure why…. Perhaps he’s worried about getting hurt again? It doesn’t seem likely that weighing yourself is more dangerous than flying, but, then, she hasn’t done either. That leaves her with an insufficient analysis.

Cameron gestures to where she’s standing, and tries to sound reassuring as she explains: “I’ll stand guard here.”