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Who: The crew of the SS Red Fish
Broadcast: n/a probably
Action: yep, it's a ship mingle
When: some time around the snow planet?

[yep. they all got business to attend to. new planet, new crewmate, new problems...]

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[The pan is done. Hange reaches over to give him a thump on the back.]

Cecil can be kind of effusive, right? Very... personal, I mean.

[Because... Hange can be pretty effusive too, to be fair. But her deepest emotions are held reserved and in check, even if it wouldn't seem that way to most people.]

[oof. he nudges her back in the shoulder with a grunt of annoyed agreement--the nudge itself is just knuckles, relatively harmless.]

[That's fine. And now the pan is done. She sets it aside to dry.]

Well, I'll tell her to take it easy a bit.

[She can understand it's pretty counterproductive to make Zhas feel stressed and pushed and hassled.]

[...oh. that's... really nice of her. that's... really, really nice.

he is actually kind of caught off guard by how considerate that is. it's in the way he looks at her, like he's... a little confused?]

[Yeah, she can tell, and her smile in return is indeed kind.]

Cecil is a kind woman with a good heart, I think, but that doesn't mean she can't make other people uncomfortable. Or approach them the wrong way!

[Jeez she was being sincere when she talked to him about being comrades and wanting a good working relationship too. That extends to people in her crew.]

I can't guarantee she'll listen, at least at first. Cecil has her own ideas about how to do things. [But she will have his back for this.]

[no one ever takes his side about anything. and with Hange, he doesn't feel like it's some kind of a trap, or even a particularly conditional offer.

so he... pats her on the shoulder, a little lighter, and turns to go.]