"Whoa." Her posture straightens abruptly, and she feels like she got a dose of the good lab coffee, the stuff they get from operations crew that appreciate their work. "That's... I can see why this would be a problem. In your world."

And if she's blushing (she is, she is hypovolemic and she's wasting red blood cells on blushing), it's only because Pam is gorgeous and sitting right next to her and she was just sucking on her thumb and that's kind of hot.

Jemma clears her throat carefully.

"Oh, tea." Thank God.