"Well, thar Queen farie-giant," Paddy bowed towards Amy. "Please ta be makin' yer acquaintance." The redhead flashed her a cocky smile. Indeed, Paddy was much like a rooster as his hair was short on the sides, and longer on the top - an styled into a faux-hawk.

"Watch yourself Paddy," Lukas said, also bowing "You might get a wrench to the face." The men shared a glance. This was not to be like Amentia... or was it? The two men did love a good competition, and knew how to spot on a mile away. They had seen other women on the walk down to the engine room. Perhaps this voyage will be entertaining.

Barnabas, recovering from his injury, hobbled nearer the engine. "Damn Bloody Woman!" he hollered towards Eve. He took the aloe from Amy and walked over to the door. He flung it open and made his way down the hall to the sleeping chamber.

"Oy," Paddy said eyeing Amy with wonder, "Wot do ya mean 'fights'?" His wicked grin showed again... one could imagine where his mind had ventured. He stretched his arms above his head.