"Knock yourself out, you're certainly good at picking through the details." She doesn't mean that in a good way, but if he can think she's giving him a compliment she'll take it. Also, go ahead and write a ten page paper. Write twenty. Anything that'll keep him off her back.

Claire smiles at him, the quiet expectation that he will understand this as his dismissal, but she's not about to go back to her duties until after he leaves.

In fact, she's thinking that once he does head off she'll probably take this to her room and lock the door. So much for the space-side office.