"At no point did I think that figuring it out would encompass you scuttling crabwise along the sanctuary wall at the end of services," Harrow replies, raising one dark eyebrow. Their eyes meet a moment later, and while she's not sure if Gideon's blush deepens, hers definitely does. "I think that's a different kind of figuring out, Nav. One you'd say is more pleasant, I'm sure."