Rathenhope looks up, sitting on the co-pilots seat and watching the viewscreen. "Hey Scheur," he says, turning to see her. Ruin moseys in not long after, stretching lazily. "...Anybody volunteering to be pack mule today?" he asks. Volouscheur blinks at Iast, ~Really?~ Another blink, this one to Ruin, ~...what's a pack mule?~ Rathenhope nods to the new entries before blinking at Ruin as well. "Well, I'm on watch, can't really do much carrying," he grins. Rathenhope sighs. "Great... What's the likelihood of me being able to shoot them with the ships guns should they turn up?"`