<strong>Ky - Bernadette - Shipyard - evening</strong><br/><br/>Ky wasn't sure what he'd expected - suspicion, rejection, maybe a vague interest or sign of desperation... but this... Ky wasn't even sure what<em>this</em>was. He seemed so pleased, so happy, and Ky wasn't sure how to take that. It unnerved him. Why was the guy so enthusiastic? Dulain's words didn't shed much light on the situation, and Ky was having trouble following him. He decided, eventually, that the guy just seemed to be lacking a few marbles. Well that wasn't all bad. So long as he was a madman with a ship and a job on offer, Ky wasn't that picky.<br/><br/>"Mercy, you speak awful fancy," he muttered as he followed Dulain towards the ship, trying to translate the stranger's words as he did. Supplemental details? What in the 'verse was that? Shoving both hands into the pockets of his dark brown trousers, Ky cleared his throat to stall for time. "Well, in-flight engineer is exactly what I am," he began, "Plenty of experience on fireflies," he added, elaborating on the truth slightly. He'd been in a couple before. That counted, right? He was pretty sure his 'offer' should include his desired wages, but Ky wasn't sure about that area at all. His brother hadn't paid him and he had no idea how much was a decent or average wage for an apprentice. He expected it was something low, but putting a figure to it would have been a completely blind guess. "Wages are, uh, nee-goshable." He finally added, still trying to cling to the pretense that he knew what he was talking about. "An' I want occasional shore-leave." That was reasonable, wasn't it?<br/><br/>"You got any other crew yet?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at the other man as they approached the ship.