Nobody on the ship really liked Ettore. It’s not like many people spotted him lingering in the corridors of the sheets. Watching. Observing. With this cold, piercing gaze of his. Almost predatory.

But at the same time he wasn’t the one to stir a fight. It was more on Chandra or Boyse to go feral. He was rather calm individual despise his horrible insides.

But when you opened your mouth? Good Lord he wishes he could just shut you up. Forever. It wasn’t a smart idea when you got paired up to work with Tchery in the garden.

It wasn’t even half an hour when you went for your throats. Tchery had to pull him away and hold you back at the same time — poor guy — before others came to help him with you.

And Dibs. The witch didn’t even pay attention to what happened. If they want to kill each other, what can possibly stop them?

Until she found out you were almost perfectly biologically compatible. And for her sick little breeding project? It was like a game changer. She put you both on sedatives almost immediately and then locked you in the isolation room. Did you have something like that on the ship earlier? No idea… but here you both are.