The Gammorrean's lips curl into a menacing smile, yellowed tusks on full display. "Sensible head on your shoulders, you'd make a better pirate than my former captain. Though I had hoped you had less sense and more to offer. No matter." The pig man props himself up on his good arm, looking Neesarozul over like a cut of meat. "Damn shame." Upon hearing the news of an Imperial ship attacking the Fate's Fortune the gammorean's eyes widen as if to consume his own face. "Time to leave, get in the crate I will get you aboard the ship. I cannot fly it I hope one of you can, or we all die when those corvettes gets in range." The pig man starts to put back on the space suit, moving slowly at first, but as Har-Vey's stim kicks in he starts to move almost as normal. "Thank you for the advice doctor, I will refrain form using my other arm." The pig man raises his hand as if to pat Har-Vey's head, but thinks better of it and lowers his hand. The monstrous man tense up as Laeli addresses him, but keeps from making any sudden movements, or taking any aggressive actions. "I am Thudog. Save your apologies for when we get off the shithole." The gammorean answers in a gruff tone, but does not turn to face Laeli keeping his eyes on Neesarozul. Slowly Thudog rises to his feet. "I am ready." The man is now clad in his space suit slouching toward his injured arm.