Not that she would ever admit it, but that was her favorite part of that whole escapade. That and the bit where he said she wasn't so bad...

And if he smudges her nose again then that's just one more part of her he has to clean. She backs away slowly--no need to get aggressive with that brush!--thinking that she hasn't had nearly enough engex for this situation. She is, however, going to make a mental note of what is effectively Permission To Grope for use later. Because, you know, in hand-to-hand combat that could be useful. Uh. For something that is totally fighting.

She's backed up far enough now that the cleanser flows over her helm and into her face; the sputtering and rubbing of her optics leaving her defenseless for a moment.