You were brilliant. Able to pinpoint beasts in just an hour, when it took others months. Able to repair armor and swords and make guns for the crew like a bartender serves beer. You know who held you at a higher standard? Crow. Your captain always saw you as the brains of the crew, ready to attend.

Today, Crow was stiffy. Pent up after a long time, and no partner too. He saw you through his window, handing one of his crew a gun for free. You were too generous. He looked at you. A young lad, so timid. Probably a virgin. He opened the door.

"Scientist. In my office."