Veche, certainly- was listening. Most thought that his odd cock of the head was something to do with nerve damage. In truth; it was a hearing technique most didn't really understand. And- as he slowly stroked his fingers down his chin. He was hearing something very- very odd. So, with that; he just seemed to shrug. It wasn't his place to question the conversation at all. Really, it wasn't. Although, the scar along his own neck was stroked slowly; he blanching at the memory of just how painful that was to get. And it was completely superficial- although; it certainly did help with that mission to  Gunmetal Hive. Big, dumb, muscle? Yep. He certainly could be. So, with that- he turned and looked fully at the two women; a low whistle sounding, "<span style="color: navy">My, my, impressive- is your ship always like this Lord Captain? I may actually kill to get a position here if it is.</span>", the first time he'd spoken with- well, little actual accent, and quite a bit of humor.<br/><br/>He liked what he saw, although- the strangeness of the look that hooded lady gave was- off. He had a little voice in the back of his mind go '<i>She assumes rape train</i>'. But he ignored it! After all, who could ever think someone standing as tall and broad as he was would ever do so! Really! (I'm making a meta joke; this happened in every campaign Veche was in. ;-<img alt=";)" class="mceSmilieSprite mceSmilie2" src="styles/default/xenforo/clear.png" title="Wink    ;)"/><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>