"Hmmm..." Vaan mumbled, "I guess it makes sense to find a ship from somewhere less reputable... Though hey... I don't think this is some magic ring, I mean any science sufficiently advanced enough is indistinguishable from magic, right?" he paused as they took the ride down, Vaan nodding in empathy at Chera's plight before he looked back down to his ring. "Oh, apparently the ring is technological but the power-source locked within is some kind of sentient magic power. It just told me... It calls itself the Star Heart..." he smiled to her, seemingly proud of finding that out. "Huh, I didn't know I could find info out that way..."<br/><br/>When Chera explained things walking into the Drunken Sectoid Bar, Vaan looked back to her from his ring as he followed behind her (not like he wanted more a view of her backside or anything...), "Well, that makes things kinda tough. Unwritten rules of the spaceway I guess. Funny you never see that kind of thing come up with space hitchers in those old scifi shows, but it's<em>bound</em>to happen..." On the inside of the bar, it looked very much like a cross between a dead-end pub and a trucker's cafe pit-stop, but filled with aliens drinking all kinds of alcoholic concoctions whilst a large burly alien stood behind the bar polishing some glasses and a pair of female aliens, one young and one sorta MILF-like acted as barmaids...