Garrison smiled and nodded. He could understand the alien, but doubted they were understood in turn. Fennec looked at Garrison and smiled. "Adorable, isn't he?" He asked. "Cute, if you like that kind of thing."

"Start thinking with the head on your shoulders, Fennec, and get your ass back to the control. Make sure those sailors aren't screwing anything up."

"Hey, hey, I said if you like that kind of thing. I ain't into it." Fennec shrugged and turned, heading back up the gangplank. Garrison sighed and turned back to the local. It wasn't unusual---and in fact it was rather common knowledge---that men that spent their lives on ships would no doubt be attracted to other men. Whether it was natural or born of some need or another, it wasn't seen as anything to talk about. Garrison pulled an earpiece fit for the local's curious ear out of his pocket and tossed it to him, pointing to his own ear and the piece he had attached.

"Yes, and we apologize for coming by this way. We had an issue that needed to be looked at and your world was the nearest we could find." Garrison explained when the local could understand him. "We don't mean harm, we'll be off as soon as we can get the block in our system sorted out."