Kawan frowned at the floor of the cargo hold where the scuff had been made.  It was resisting any further efforts on his part to buff it out, and he slumped as he gave a frustrated sigh.  The young trainee certainly wanted to be in the Master's good graces, but there was a definite limit to his devotion.  Scrubbing floors was not high on his list of preferred activities.<br/><br/>Standing, Kawan took the cleaning supplies and replaced them in the locker Sera had shown him, and shut it before returning to his cot.  He was alone for the moment, and he smiled.  It would be nice to have some time without being verbally assaulted by a psychopath, Kawan mused to himself, only half-amused.  Dropping down to sit on his cot, he turned away from the viewport to watch the rest of the hold.  There was absolutely no reason to trust Tatin.  If he killed or injured Kawan, that would be one less person available for the mission, and Aurelia would likely be furious.  Still, Tatin hadn't seemed very concerned about her ire so far, so Kawan would give him no more slack than necessary.  Hopefully they would be dropping out of hyperspace soon, he thought with a slight frown.<em>I have no intention of dealing with these children any longer than necessary.</em>