Simulation games, huh? Interesting. You like them and so, apparently, does she. You can tell you two are going to get along well.

But enough of that.

You head down to the simulator room, only to discover that it's already being used by a group of fifth-years. Emendi sighs. "Typical."

"I could always ask," you remind her, but she dismisses that since the fifth-years are in the middle of a game, and besides, they're fifth-years. You're only in your third.

Her suggestion is that you both go down to the rec room. That would be a good idea, except that everyone else would be there and you're really not good with other people. Or aliens.

Fine, she says. Since you don't want to, she'll go down herself.

What do you do?
Change your mind and go with her, she's kinda cute!
Go to your quarters and take a nap