Darla Grell stood at the entrance to the room, peering over the tops of her shades for a moment before entering completely.  She had been keeping to herself since the incident that left the Musashi docked at an alien world and one ship destroyed.  Most people probably thought she was one of the deck crew during the interim as she had been working on her fighter, wearing a crew jumper and covered in grease.  She was no ace mechanic, but the academy training and a bit of experience tended to teach you how to tweak your bird for your preferences.<br/><br/>Striding over to where Power-Graves and Misa stood, she grabbed an apple and took a hearty bite, barely swallowing before she spoke.  "They may be nicer than the Gammalons, but my Opa always used ta say, 'Trust, but keep yer gun loaded.'"  She smiled at the group and poured herself some tea.