"Pet him?" he asked, coming closer, "I'd rather not. I doubt there is much I can do to calm him at this point." He sat down again at the table, not really worried that the Ferret would attack him. He got the message that this was his territory, but how upset would the animal get if he remained here? Looking back out the window, his thoughts went to the pets of his homeworld, becoming a little homesick. He wondered if he would ever get back, or if he should just give up and make the best of it here. The latter wasn't so bad, as he watched Angela's tail sway as she went back to cooking, the Ferret still on her shoulder.<br/><br/>"So this new pilot your getting, we're getting I mean, when is he getting here?" he asked.