[Funny how much she can say in a look; while Rip perhaps expects Gideon not to care for the idea, he doesn't expect the level of open disdain he can see in that arched eyebrow. And yet, as quick as she is to shoot down his suggestion, part of what she offers in return does leave Rip feeling the need to point out the obvious.]

You technically just had one of the crew offer up their quarters, Gideon. [And in turn, quickly shot the notion down. True she probably doesn't care for the bit about the parlor either, but Rip could take up temporary residence in the medbay just as easily as the woman across from him now. And there are other factors, though Rip sees it better to keep tight lipped about them now.]

Besides--I'm not the captain anymore. [There's another argument to be offered up instead.] By rights, I shouldn't still have that room anyway.