<strong>Earlier in the Brig</strong><br/><br/>Phil smiled a bit at her comment about singing.<strong>"I'm sure it's like a choir of angels,"</strong>he said with the utmost sincerity. The smuggler had spent enough time lying, and being lied to for that matter, to know when people were trying it on him, but Phil figured Elfi was entitled to her secrets same as the rest.<br/><br/><strong>"Not to worry about stuff to do for me, though,"</strong>he told her.<strong>"I just came to down to make sure you were safe. If Sue's got you running some errands before dinner, go ahead and help 'im. I'll stay back a few minutes so Braxton doesn't get all riled up."</strong><br/><br/>He stepped aside, waiting for Elfi to pass by him, and made a successful effort not to glance at her rear as she climbed the steps up to the main level again. Phil waited for a few minutes once the girl had left before he went to the galley to join the rest of the crew and the passengers. Maybe if he was lucky he'd be able to get a seat by Serenity.