Donovan held the last bagged sheep, nearly cradling it really, his orange eyes twitching side to side so rapidly it looked as though they were vibrating in  his head. "My one regret about this job." His deep raspy voice that was almost a growl quaver for a moment. "Is that Iona didn't let me eat one of you cute, pink little fuckers." Looking up from the bagged sheep fetus to the Annie he loaded the last one onto her. He was still torn whether he should board the boat and make the last trip planet side to complete the delivery or not. His head twitched then snapped to left a wolfish, half mad grin creeping across his face. "Not a good idea. Not at all. Do you have the patience for planet of slacked jawed idiots like the ones you've already had to deal with from Dixon's Reach?" He asked himself, his voice deeper than usual, with a rougher edge. Donovan's hands were lightly trembling and his fingers were dancing like the legs of a dying spider. "No. It's been a rough week. I don't think they would get along with me in my current....mood." Donovan's body began to shake in a at first silent fit of laughter that became a low breathy sound that was down right creepy to say the least.<br/><br/>Sealing up the cargo hold of the Annie and collecting all the cables, taking the extra few minutes to properly coil them and place them where Iona had clearly marked them to go he let out a sigh of relief. Iona's voice rang clearly in his head, the built in com using his skull as a bone conductor for sound. A full forty-eight to unwind, maybe he should have gone planet side. Looking out the port window at the Annie already departing he knew he had made the correct choice is avoiding the planet, but maybe he would take some time off ship on the Kohlberg. A station that size was bound to have something he could get himself into, and at least it wasn't a planets worth of trouble he could find there.<br/><br/>A brief exertion of thought and Donovan was connected to the com system. "Last morsel loaded, Annie has departed, and the two days are much appreciated Cap'n." Kicking off the floor Donovan sent himself sailing through the zero g corridor, reaching out occasionally to  correct his course or give himself another little boost forward. He never truly adapted to the feeling of being in zero g, with the first part of his life being on a planet that's gravity was roughly 3 times earths gravity. In prison they kept the g-force at 2 times earths gravity to make it less comfortable for the vast majority of the prisoners.<br/><br/>Finally arriving at the bridge where there was at least some semblance of gravity he walked to the two women. "Iona." He gave her a smile and a brief wave then turned his head to Sona, giving the stern woman a curt nod. "Doctor." He spoke flashing a toothy, not quite mad, grin.