He mocked fear as she pulled the blades. "Wha- did I say -I- was the real Captain? I meant I was the fake! And on that note..." A soft flash of light engulfed him, and as it subsided he was no longer a look alike of Vorgan, he was a man, mid twenties, simple white shirt and pants, holding a bag carrying all his belongings. "Sorry, just trying to have a little fun! I'd like to ask if I could join your crew, M.E., shapeshifter, at your service." He said with a little bow.