Crim huffed in irritation though under his tough facade he was thankfull to be away. "Of course i did. Why hasn't the captain gotten rid of this bucket? Seems like sny time we get into a tight spot it breaks down." Crim crosses his arms annoyed by the thought. He had lost count of how many times he and Garrick have had to give it patches. In fact, he sometimes believed the patches were what kept the entire ship from drifting appart.<br/><br/>Denn sighed with relief once the ship made the jump to FTL. "Good job everyone." He smile at everyone then let his gaze drift to the boy Corvyn, his banter with Garrick reminded him of his time with his former master. It brought a smile to the Jedis face. Then he took a breath and took on his stoney normal exterior again. "With everything sorted down here i will return to the bridge." Denn shifted then proceeded to walk back to take a seat besidde the Bothan helmsman.