[She ponders that a moment, lips pursed. She's also trying to follow where his mind went that made him blush so brightly. It doesn't take her long before she bursts out laughing. She actually was being literal but his way is better. She reaches over, running her fingertips over the curve of his neck.]

We may have to work up to it, make sure you can handle the exertion. [She bites her bottom lip then confesses] More of a surface Star Wars geek, what are midi-chlorian counts?