Cassidy watched her go with an appreciative smirk, eyes wandering down to the back of her shorts before he got back to work.

He slipped to her side in the hallway, putting his arm around her waist and looking back over his shoulder like they were really doing something against the rules.

"Right; go, go," he encouraged her under his breath, and he was already grinning by the time they'd taken a couple of steps. "Shh!" he hissed, scolding her — or maybe just himself — for smiling about it. "I'm not bein' funny."