[OOC] Sorry for the absence...RL got in the way.<br/><br/>Zedo watched intently as she responded to his query...an invitation was given and accepted with a silent nod.  He rose from his seat, tall now that he was verticle, over two meters of lean muscle, long exercised by the tasks of the sea.  His shoulder length blackish brown hair hung in lush fullness as he swept it from his face, his ever changing eye color shifted to a lush brown as his eye took in the seated captain.<br/><br/>The long legs of him carried his posture well, for he had learned long ago to walk with pride, though not arrogance.  He held the blade hung by his belt so as not to impale anyone with the lengthy tool as he walked behind her and sat on her right side.  His eyes again took in the picture of a captain, so far, without a crew.<br/><br/>Another came to the table, a child for all intents...his babbling spoke of a runnaway, yet who was Zedo but one himself...for it was his desire to abandon the Zeus in spite of the fact that when his father passed into the depths of death he would have captained it himsefl...too long had he waited, time to move on.  Jack seemed occupied with the wench captain, so Zedo remained silently alert to any possible troubles.<br/><br/>A hulk came to the table as well, his blade as large as himself, silent for the most part, and welcomed by Charlotte none the less, she must really need a crew for this mysterious journey she illuded to, yet would not speak of.  Drakken was offfered drink, as were he and Jack, he for one accepted an ale to have something to sip on while the gathering continued.  As her new first mate his comments would only come when requested....he knew his place, and silence was not a point of weakness.  He nodded his acceptance of the offer and simply said "Ale will do nicely."<br/><br/>He wondered how long they would sit before going to the ship, surely the two could return on the morrow to gather more sailors for the crew and leave Drakken and Jack to tend after needs aboard.  He leaned closer to her, a whisper spoke his mind, and then returned to sip his ale quietly waiting for her decision.