Icarus trailed the girl carefully, trying to stay as low as possible as he saw her swing into one of the room. He frowned; it wasn't the engine room like he thought. He approached the door cautiously and was about to reach for it when it flew open violently. The next few seconds were a blur as he felt himself being pummeled by something. He tried to defend himself, put he was quickly brought down by his assailant, mostly due to the fact that he had been surprised. Upon hearing the girl speak, his eyes came into focus on her face as he realized that it was indeed the girl from earlier.  He listened to her question silently, only then focusing his eyes on the barrel of the gun pointed directly at his head. As she lowered it, he gulped, realizing that he very well could have been killed. He licked his lips, blinking up into her green eyes as he licked his lips and tried to catch his breath, "I... well..." he gulped once more, feeling strangely awkward and nearly at a loss for words. He quickly assessed the situation, something he was talented at. If he moved quickly enough, he might be able to grab the gun from her, but he wasn't willing to take the risk. Besides, he would need all the help he could get to maintain the ship, a task daunting to do alone even to him. He took a deep breath, swallowing the lump that rose in his throat. "I... was working on the ship when it left," he paused, trying to zone out the presence of the firearm that felt much to near him at the moment, "I grabbed onto one of the mooring ropes... the hatch pulled me in." He looked away from her then, seeing no reason to hide the truth from her but feeling quite stupid about his actions. "In retrospect... I don't know what I was thinking. As for watching you... well, I..." he tried to suppress a blush, "Only for a few minutes. You probably don't remember me, but you stole my watch from me earlier," he said evenly, seeing in her eyes suddenly that she had no intention of shooting him. "I'm here for the ship... I don't know what you're planning or what you intend to do with it, but I swear I'm only here to work on her engine. Its been... a dream of mine to fly on a ship like this one. I have no intention of turning you in... gods know I would probably be suspected of being in league with you." he finished, taking another deep breath and hoping she would put the gun away.