"Percival," Vax said at once. "Have you met him yet? He's a marksman, and too smart by half." It was the reasoning that would most likely interest the Captain Corsair, but it wasn't the most important reasoning to him.

"He's from my world," he went on to explain. "My team. My friend. If there's danger to be faced... I'd rather the pair of us see it through together than not," Vax suggested. His dark gaze searched hers, to show her what it meant to him, and see what value she'd place on it in turn. "Not to say we won't mind our own interests, from time to time. But it's... Too soon, I think, to risk it alone."