Number One is Number One

Gill had been chewing over the Punks advice and his offer. By all accounts the Doc was out cold right now after some impromptu medical attention of his own, so that left Riley. He took a deep breath and puffed it out trying to drive away the nerves.

He had been loitering in this corridor close for an hour waiting for the woman to emerge and when she did she appeared behind him like a freaking ghost.

"Are any of you going to do any work this side of Valentine?"

Gill jumped out of his skin and turned wide eyed and nervous all over.

"I was looking for you." He blurted out, "I wanted to say that I know you were just trying to help, and that Haddie will be fine. I wanted to say thank you for letting us stay on board and well... I am sorry for the trouble. I know I can be useful if you give me a chance, I used to help my Pa with all sorts of things on our... on his ship. It was a family crew and we all pitched in and..." He knew he was rambling and decided that less was more. "That's it... I am sorry and thank you and.. that's it."

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