Francis scratched his head, a little confused by it all as it seemed to just pass him by.  He looked at the kid and the little girl he called 'momma.' She didn't seem old enough really... but he did recall seeing a few whores during the many tours he had been on so, hell she might be.  He looked the two of them over and thought about their weight... probably needed some food.  He had a couple of ration bars that would help, at least until the killer exited the lounge area.<br/><br/>"Well, lil missy.  I guess you two can foller me. I think the room near mine is empty, and I gotta get my gear ready anyway, so.  Come on then.  Maybe later on you two can get some food, you look a might hungry." and he slowly walked to the corridor, leading them back into the ship.  Shaan was a good man it seemed, the rest of the spacers would have just spaced the two stowaways.  Didn't need the air being wasted by hanger's on. He led them to the room that was actually right next to his and opened the door, letting them look inside... it was nicer than his even. "Well shoot, looks like I picked the wrong one.  Yours is a lot better 'en mine."  He stopped and looked at them both again.  Then sticking out one meaty paw he finally introduced himself.<br/><br/>"Howdy, names Francis."