The sound of cloth in water rings through the room as Guest 3060 plops the mop down on the floor of the mess hall. He didn't seem to dislike cleaning, in fact, quite the opposite. It was calming to him. The captain of the ship leans against the wall in the corner, watching 3060 with gentle eyes. He knew the Guest preferred to clean alone, as it let him focus, but he still felt bad for letting him do it alone. Guest's head then slowly lifts as he feels your presence in the doorway and he begins to type on his tts.

"Did you need something?"