[ The idea man? Yeah, right. Like Jesse has any clue what to do on a spaceship anymore than anybody else who's never been on a spaceship before does. He eyes that hole ripped in the wall, though. It's going to need fixing. If there is anything menacing hidden within the spaceship walls, that's going to need fixing, and fast. But how, without tools? Only option right now really is to get the hell away, just in case.
And so, looking back to Frank, Jesse hesitantly cocks his head down one direction of the corridor, and then turns to silently lead the way. So happens they're on Deck Six, which means Jesse's room is just a bit further down. When he reaches it, he uses the smartwatch thing on his wrist to unlock the door, which slides open, revealing Jesse's small, mostly bare quarters. A single bed with slept in, rumpled sheets, a door off to the left that leads to a small bathroom, strange odds and ends here and there that look like personal possessions but in fact belonged to... whoever resided in this room once upon a time: A few old paperback novels, a hairbrush, a tattered stuffed bunny rabbit that looks like it once belonged to a child. ]
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And so, looking back to Frank, Jesse hesitantly cocks his head down one direction of the corridor, and then turns to silently lead the way. So happens they're on Deck Six, which means Jesse's room is just a bit further down. When he reaches it, he uses the smartwatch thing on his wrist to unlock the door, which slides open, revealing Jesse's small, mostly bare quarters. A single bed with slept in, rumpled sheets, a door off to the left that leads to a small bathroom, strange odds and ends here and there that look like personal possessions but in fact belonged to... whoever resided in this room once upon a time: A few old paperback novels, a hairbrush, a tattered stuffed bunny rabbit that looks like it once belonged to a child. ]