Sporting a new Mankind uniform, Dren followed Angela to his new quarters which was larger than he had thought, yet sparsely decorated. He was never one for decorating anyway so it suited him fine, yet he felt that he was imposing, or that he would have to pay them pack for their hospitality, which he planned to do anyway. After looking at his room and programming a password to his door, Dren finally followed Angela to see the Captain.<br/><br/>Dren sat quietly as the two argued, with Yuri sitting on his shoulder explaining anything he didn't know, like what this Post Dramatic Stress Disorder was. He felt sorry for Angela and understood why she was so upset. It was hard to be a warrior and not able to fight.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">â€œSo Drenâ€¦tell me what are your plans now that you are on board here? Are you going to stay a while? Or are you going to move on to perhaps less hostile company?â€</span><br/><br/>Dren smiled the best he could, trying to not show his discomfort, but it kind of looked like he was bearing his fangs to growl. "As I have no where else to go, I was hoping I could stay and help out. I'm sure you would find me useful. I am an accomplished pilot, mechanic, and since I was a member of the team to develop the gate that sent me here, I'm experienced in energy systems, shields and Engineering. I understand your technology is very different than mine, but I'm sure you'll find a use for me somewhere."