"Happy that it's easy? Naw, that's not how I work. When you keep things easy, you get dull." Greck finished wrenching in a new pipe. Greck chuckled at the first thing that came out of Dustin's mouth. "So Marcie, ya wanna see the frontiers of science, huh? You've picked the right place. Not only are the folks in lab coats working on something big, but the ship we're fixin' is state of the art," he looks to the side, gazing at the next part in need of his work, and his voice lowers to a mumble, "except for the damn reactor."<br/><br/>Greck heard familiar footsteps from around the corner. He let out annoyed grunt. Sora arrived, stressing the safety of Marcie and Dustin. Responding to the threat of being hung from his innards, he let's out a muted, "sheesh!" Seeing the knife, he rolled his eyes. "Calm down, will ya? They'll be fine." He remained silent with a tired expression until she handed him the keycard, which he placed in his pocket. "Thanks." When Sora left, he let out a quiet, "ay, caramba!"<br/><br/>He responds to Marcie's question, "How'd I get on her bad side? Maybe she thinks there's only enough room on this ship for one asshole. Listen, I've got to go, so let's finish up. Dustin, make sure your sister doesn't get scratched. I want my innards intact" Within a few minutes, they finish the maintenance.<br/><br/>Greck went to his room. As per protocol, he was to log his maintenance activities. On his computer, he swiped an access card, but nothing happened. He swiped it two more times, looked down at the card, and realised he was swiping Sora's card. Switching it for his own, he got in and logged the work. Thinking, he looked at Sora's card, then the card reader attached to his computer.<br/>Greck changed into a clean jump suit, rinsed his face and hands, and collected a set of tools that could be needed. From there, he headed towards the navigation room, and with a swipe of Sora's card, he made his way in.