Max followed behind Olivia, leaving behind the talk of Fleshpeckers and the ship's weaponry; he was certain he wouldn't play much of a role in that aspect of the journey, at any rate. He watched Cross' back, remembering that she'd called herself Judas' assistant earlier despite the fact that the Mentor had just said she was also under his instruction. He frowned as they drew closer to the lower decks, presumably towards the Casters' lodgings. He could hear footsteps and the sounds of engines rumbling along as they moved down a narrow flight of steps.<br/><br/>The woman appeared to be fond of giving orders- he didn't really care, so long as she knew what she was doing and it helped the cause. He grinned idly at the back of her head; the other woman, Carolina, was announced as being higher ranked than both of them. He wondered if that rankled the Cross woman at all, and then a moment later the smile faded as he decided he was going to avoid that particular road at all costs. He had<span style="font-style: italic">no</span>desire to get caught up in the middle of that.<br/><br/>The silence was beginning to unnerve him somewhat, as it was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable.<br/><br/>"Uh… we almost there?"