"Well Alpha, since I'm sure you're just dying to have your old buddy's kids on the ship, I've got a spare room on the ship for 'em." Drake said sarcastically, not knowing if Eve had ever learned of the enmity between the former goat and her father. From the context of that remark, she could probably tell that it wasn't stellar. But Drake was impulsive, and this move would be his way of allowing Garin to have some semblance of redemption, even in death. He turned back to the duo, "Well, it doesn't pay well, and the crew's a bunch of jackasses, but if you insist, I'll let you guys in." The "no questions asked" policy had always been a risky one, but it was a tactic that Drake had learned from one of his former captains. Quite frankly, as long as his crew performed, he wasn't usually one to pry about one's past. Knowledge was a burden, one that he didn't necessarily need. The fact that he knew so much about the current members was a testament to their friendship. "I'll take you to the ship when you're ready to leave."