No Place Like Home [2430-1-3-Tue-8:00 am]

[Grace Forjacks]

Castle seemed sincere enough. She wanted to believe him. But she was a natural cynic, and she found that actions spoke louder than words ever would. "I'm sure you can understand why I'm wary. But... as long as you don't hurt him, we'll be fine."

She let it drop. Klove was an adult, or on the cusp of becoming one. As long as Castle was telling the truth, Klove could help him deal with it. Sending them both out with Holo would be good. Then she could get a little time to herself, and pry a bit more into Kenna and find out what sort of Dwarf she was. So far, she seemed the kind to stay put in the engine room. "I'll let you two work out the details."

[Jared Castle]

Jared nodded. He did understand. She was practically his mother so being protective of him made sense. Especially when a former Were hating man with a gun lives on the same ship with him. "Then we're fine." She' seems still hesitant to completely trust him. Which wasn't terrible if Castle was not going to do anything.

Castle didn't think there was anything to say further to Klove. But they could still talk. "Sounds good." He said as he took another sip of his coffee.

[Jenos Holo]

Holo stayed out of whatever was going on between Grace and Castle. She could handle herself, and he had a feeling the merc could too. He just finished his coffee and breakfast, pausing to dig around in his shirt for his cigarettes. He checked the pack and found one remaining. At least Grace had brought him new ones, or he'd be cranky.

He lit it and took a nice deep pull off of it, letting it stream out of his nostrils. Klove wandered back in, hopping up on his seat. Seemed about the right time to say it, "We'll go at noon. I'll get you some gear." Holo estimated Castle's size. There were a few coats that would fit him, and probably some overalls. He didn't seem like he'd fit into any of the coveralls, and probably wouldn't put 'em on anyway.