"Marcus. Or Golem." He answered, speaking shortly as he shot a glance in her direction. Doing a brief double take at his now topless companion, he shrugged his shoulders, offering a faint smile onwards as the sight of other discarded vehicles came into sight. Wheeling the jeep to a sliding stop, Golem lingered, eyeing the gathered group warily, his own instincts and conflicted thoughts causing even the jiggle-induced euphoria to fade, leaving the dark skinned brute caught in a moment of decision. Shifting his attention to the large hologram, he listened, drawing in a deep breath, he turned the switch on the vehicle, cutting it off. Glancing back at his half naked passenger, he nodded to the ship. "Let's go."<br/><br/>While something of a loner typically, that hadn't exactly ended well for the brute in the past. Looking upwards as he stepped out, he shot a question back to the hologram. "And when we aren't doing your work? Are we free to come and go?"<br/><br/>Of course, her answer didn't exactly matter much. It would only effect how long, for now, he felt he'd be involved. For the time being, he had nowhere to go, and no one else who could help him. The offer of food and refreshments were surely enough to outweigh the Golem's doubts about leaving land for the first time in his life. Moving along the beach, he merely stared back at those who watched him, offering a slight nod as he waited to board the ship as well.<br/><br/>The Golem was, as the saying goes, in.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>