He watches her sidelong, but pays just about as much attention to the view; he's used to splitting his attention between a lot more inputs than two.

"Sorry, if you mean a toilet and sink I can definitely ask him for those, but he won't give you a shower of your own. For some reason he seems to think there's some benefit in making the inmates share public facilities." He shrugs and turns to actually look at her more directly as she finally hops up onto the ledge not far away.

"I'd offer to let you use mine, I'm almost never in my barracks, but-" He tips his head a little, his expression wry. "As uncomfortable as you seem around me I can't see you taking me up on that. Besides, it's not very satisfying anyway, since it's a shipboard sonic fresher. I used to use the inmate showers a couple times a week before I had alternatives." He loves hot water, it had been one of the only luxuries of his childhood, spent on a water world--unlimited hot showers, or at least as unlimited as they could fit in in the time they were allotted away from training.