b]Name[/b]: Will Friez<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Outside ship, Low Port, Emape.<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Early Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: All a'youse<br/><hr/><br/>Will looked over at the Vargyr and raised an eyebrow, though otherwise continued to get the ladder down to get up to the top level of the ship and check out more than the cargo bay and passenger space. He didn't know the dog-thing and whilst he would of course get to know them as they ventured to the next star system, the initial impression was probably about the same level he was leaving on the others himself. Though being 'social' was never the thing that was his thing to begin with. Grendel however had been someone more recently that Will had some experience with in the past decade, unlike Max. Infact Grendel was someone Will had very recent experience with, as much as he could figure.<br/><br/>"Trust you to throw a wrench in and get a cat involved..." Will muttered at Grendel as he watched the feline rush up and disappear into the ship before his eyes. He didn't seem as if he was against it or even particularly adept to dealing with an animal wandering around aboard. Merely, just accepting that this was the way of things and probably more because it was Grendel of all people doing this. "If they manage to get up to the next floor, I'll see if I corner them and get them into whatever carrier you got for them..." Will replied to Grendel's final statement, somewhat defeatist in tone and attitude. He thought he was done with all this after his therapy, though it seemed like he'd have to rough it for a while longer...