The Sentinels rot until the weeds are grown

That's the spirit, she thought, appreciating that he took her words in the proper tone.  Some would get offended at being referred to as a stray, but she wasn't here to stroke anyone's ego.  Opposite really.  Her crew didn't really have room for those that couldn't poke a bit of fun at themselves now and then.

"Glad to have you aboard! Or, I'm sure they will be once you meet some of em.  C'mon."  She gestured invitingly, assuming he had nowhere else to be right now anyway, so why not come see the place.  He'd have plenty of time to wander aimlessly after, but she had a crew to get back to.

we can fade here if you like or keep going! I'm fine either way!