Just about everyone on the Tulpar had heard of a eighth crew member, but nobody had ever seen them. Anya apparently had, simply for psych evaluations, but she couldn't gather much information that anyone was intrested in. Aulay was intrigued by the idea of another member, but knowing there was more important things to worry about on the ship, tried to forget about it.

A long day is all Aulay could call what just happened. Anya was sick and barley present the whole day, Jimmy was filled to the brim with complaints that, with Anya out of sight, he poured onto Aulay, and that dumbass Daisuke managed to injure himself several times in 24 hours trying to work with Swansea.

They were left behind for another half hour or so, doomed with cleaning and organizing. When finally deeming it clean enough, he set off to his designated room.. just as they reached to press the button to open their door, they hear another one slide open first.

Glancing over in confusion, Aulay is met with you stepping out of..a room he'd never bothered to enter before. You both stare at eachother for a moment, blinking in confusion. It took a moment before it clicked—the eighth crew member.

"Oh—ah, hello." He greeted, trying not to let the tiredness slip into his voice. He didn't care before, but now they'd stay up if it meant meeting this new..or, moreso infamous member.