" Steele, ha. Likin' da sound o' dat. And no miss, Clang be jus' as well an good." And a shift of her hips offering the clicking and clanging chimes of her tool belt could easily confirm that as a memorable name. Steele was getting ready to head down the shallow hole toward the bunk and Clang nearly followed if not for Captain Corbin pointing out there was food in the Captian Quarters. Well, friendly way for him to start this off, the man must have not been a Captain too long to still be this kind. Though it was odd feeling the echos of footsteps as she glanced behind to see a large bloke stroll over the plank to the deck.<br/><br/>" Well shite.. A big one, ain't he." She murmured in offer of his greeting as looking up to the tank was no small matter, hell, could probably set a crows nest on his shoulders, but that might be her imagination running away with her. " Oh, aye, Greetings. Tis just got ere, so I reckon so." Stated a bit belated, nodding firmly as if to compose her sincerity at the moment. Though hearing a sound off to her side,  eyes caught sight of another woman on board, making the dwarven dame give a mirthful grin.<br/><br/>" Jus' whence I fear dis be a sausage fest too. Nice ta see a'other capable dame on board. Wut'cha station, chickadee?" Clang started, assuming the woman heard on the way up of whom the engineer was. She must have been use to lugging her things, she seemed more concerned with getting a good meal then finding a specific bunk spot. Then again, her pack looked like it was a hammock laced around a small bundle of cloth, pretty much all on her person was everything she owned and held dear, being always on the move from one place to the other in looking for work. She fell in step with Nuvia and gave a short laugh as Steele practically beelines for the former cabin made dinning area. Odd thing to do, but guess he didn't need his space like most blokes do, it was pretty nonchalant ship.<br/><br/>" Exactly wut tis thought! Food, glorious food." Leaving the deck and going into the dining area, a table was set out with eggs, meats, breads, fruits, and some various drinks offered to get the crew off to a hearty start this morning. " Damn. Ship, food, company, clean place ta sleep, and pay outs. Dun't get much better d'hen dis, aye?" She started, her finger cut gloved hands plucked up a  plate and she set the pink box of muffins on the table, flipping the lid open to welcome people into taking some.