[Why did it have to be him? Weren't there other people on this ship who could hear this girl crying? This really wasn't Cold's area of expertise, and her showy emotional side really didn't fall in line with the cool exterior he was trying to convey. He continued to lean against the doorway, not moving a muscle just yet. Allison's lashing out didn't scare him.]

Can't do that, kid. But I like the effort you put into that.

So what's the matter? Someone beat you up, stole your lunch money?

This doesn't look like your room to me.