<div align="center"><strong>-=Dani, in the Galley, talking with Si, waiting for Griff=-</strong></div><br/>Si baffled Dani.  He was always so polite and so well dressed.  He looked like he'd just stepped out of an office on a Core planet, rather than floating around the 'verse with the likes of the crew of The Gamble. He had an old-worldliness about him that was somewhat endearing, but also had a tendancy to make you feel wrong footed.  Dani guessed that in his current line of work, it was useful to be able to put people off their game, even if it was only momentarily.  Sometimes, a moment was all that was needed.<br/><br/>His commentary on Sasha's attire made Dani smile. She knew that he knew that it was highly unlikely she'd ever have the desire, or the nerve!, to pull off the First Officer's wardrobe, and that he was just teasing.  When Si had first come aboard, he had scared her plum silly. She felt he had a way of looking not just at her, but into her, and for the longest time it made her very uncomfortable.  Now, though, Dani appreciated the sense of calm that Si projected. His presence had a way of soothing her nerves, and she never felt like she should be 'making conversation' with him, like some of the other crew. Dani felt almost as safe with him as she did with Griff and Sasha.<br/><br/>Before she could respond to Si's gentle teasing, Griff emerged from the supply locker passage way, looking remarkably calm, given that he had been locking horns with Hayes - something which Dani had managed to avoid so far.  She suspected it was because she didn't argue with the ornery mechanic.  She made a point of staying out of Hayes's way, unless Hayes herself asked for assistance, which Dani was more than happy to provide.<br/><br/><strong>"You look nice, Si. I hope you’re not planning on some quality time with a doxy once we touch down, chief? We got some business to tend to and some affairs to get in order before we can think about such pleasantness. I’m gonna need you to keep Sasha company today, watch her six. I’ve gotta go talk to a man about a cata.. about a an engine part." </strong><br/><br/>Dani's eyes dropped to the floor at Griff's mention of Si visiting a doxy. Such talk made her uncomfortable, even though she knew that of course the crew would be looking for some intimacy any way they could.  She hadn't been able to bring herself to lay with a man since the attack, and she didn't know if she ever would again. The thought didn't particularly concern her. She had her hands more than full with keeping the crew alive and somewhat healthy. Thankfully Griff didn't belabour the point.<br/><br/><strong>"Dani, I'm running short on time and I plumb stink. I'm in a dreadful need of a wash, so would you be a dear and round up the crew down in the cargo hold? I wanna holler at everyone 'fore they done gone and run off. 'Specially Meimei."</strong><br/><br/>Refraining from agreeing with Griff about his aroma, Dani nodded, thankful to have something to do. "Sure thing, Griff," she replied softly. She suspected he had ulterior motives whenever he had her do things like this. She knew he worried that she was still wasn't letting anybody get close, and that she still kept herself somewhat apart from most of the crew. Tasks like this one forced her to interact with everyone, which she suspected was his goal.  Dani knew he had her best interests at heart, and didn't begrudge him his methods.  Who knows, just maybe they'd work. Eventually.<br/><br/>Rather than race all over the ship and probably miss half the crew as they busied themselves with last minute preparations for disembarking, Dani figured she'd just make her way to the cargo hold now and wait for the crew to come to her. There was only one way off the boat, so by positioning herself near the exit, she'd be able to catch everyone on the way out. Convincing Mei-Mei to wait for Griff might be a difficult task, though.  Dani imagined that their resident teen would be itching to hit Persephone's night spots.  She only hoped that she would take one of the male crew with her. Brutal attacks could happen anywhere, even on Core planets, and Dani would hate to have to patch Mae up because she'd gotten herself into trouble with the yokels.<br/><br/>Turning back to Si, she smiled at him. "Would you mind giving me a hand, Si? I'm not going to round everyone up, just grab them before they leave, but I suspect there might be a few complaints about the delay. They're unlikely to holler too loudly if you're there, though."  There was nothing wrong with a bit of backup, right?<br/><br/><strong>“This is your pilot speaking, we are just about to enter Persephone atmo in about…oh I would estimate three minutes time. The weather looks to be boringly moderate with a slightly overcast day with spots of sunshine, we may die a horrible and painful death one day but not today! We are looking at an easy descent.  Please make sure your seats are in an upright and locked position, secure all baggage, keep your hands and feet to yourself, speak kind words and have a super day! Thank you for flying air Gamble."</strong><br/><br/>The announcement from Mae came as Dani was heading down to the cargo hold with Si.  They crossed the empty bay, ignoring the still lingering stench of the dogs.  In truth, the joy of having the animals onboard outweighed the smell as far as Dani was concerned.  She'd loved caring for them, and could often be found simply petting them when she had no duties to perform. She'd taken in upon herself to make sure they were not just fed, watered, and toileted, but that they were shown some affection during their trip. Afterall, it wasn't their fault that they were stuck in space.<br/><br/>Approaching the cargo bay doors, the notible change in the vibrations of the ship told Dani that they were docking at Eavesdown.  Sliding her backside up onto one of the cargo platforms closest to the exit, she waited for the rest of the crew to start making their way downstairs.