<div align="center"><strong>-=’Small Fry’ – Oxhorn Saloon – Avalon=-</strong></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l533/KeikoShinju/Cherish%20and%20her%20big%20Gamble/Blued-Eyed-Drew---Red-Top.png)</div><br/>The mechanic asked an important question of the captain and Small Fry dearly wanted to know the answer for herself, but felt the urge to defend her protector… not that he’d protected her from much besides his own wrath. Sincerity ringing in her tone, the 5’ 3” girl announced to Griff’s new<em>peng you</em>, “<strong>He does right by people</strong>,” her voice quiet against the background of Alliance laughter. She turned to look at the mechanic, her cerulean eyes unblinking in challenge, just daring him to disagree with her opinion.<br/><br/>She used the moment to study the man, observing his heavy-duty clothing and the way it looked ‘broke in’. His form was heavily muscled, less lean lined and graceful than the captain’s… but not at all displeasing. He looked less desperate than he sounded, his manner seemingly at ease instead of cocky or confrontational. This let Small Fry relax a little, leaning to touch Griff’s arm with her shoulder blade, her head tilting back slightly, showing her throat in a tempting gesture.<br/>