<br/><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/NEkAnom.jpg?1)(http://img05.deviantart.net/a720/i/2012/213/3/6/mando__ade_helga_by_foxbatmit-d59emk0.jpg)</div><hr/><br/>He nodded to the others as they started heading out. The only reason Nyx himself hadn't moved was because of the 100+lbs he now had in his lap. Not that he couldn't have moved with her still there, but that would've been rude. Shae asked if it was something she'd said to make them leave. "Nothin' you said. Cap just hates it here, the little furball wants to get back to check on the ship...and as much as I love havin' her around, I<em>still</em>don't understand our medic."<br/><br/>He simply shrugged when she told him not to get any ideas, but it was pretty obvious to both of them that she had no plans to move anytime soon. At least until after she chugged down the drink he offered. "No ideas here; just bein' polite." She tried a few times to get up, and when she finally succeeded, he waited a bit to see if he'd need to catch her.<br/><br/>Well good for her she was coherent<em>enough</em>to not need immediate help. So when she asked what he was waiting for, he grabbed his helmet, lowered it onto his head and stood up. Then he grabbed his credit pouch and slipped it into his utility belt. "I think we're gonna get along fine, Shea," he said rather calmly before following along after her to get her bag.