Allan was glad she was okay - she didn't look like the frail, easily breakable sort of girl, but you never could tell.  That was when he heard her request him to call her by her name.<br/><br/>"Alright, Marty.  Then, please, call me Weps - all my gunnery crews do.  The only people who use Lt. Welles are my superiors and newbies out of the Academy."<br/><br/>He frowned.  "A busted generator, huh?  Mind an extra set of hands?  I'm not exactly Chief Engineer material, but I know enough, and I know when to stay out of the way."<br/><br/>Hearing her final question, he responded: "I'm fine, Marty, really."