Sorry you died, too. But hey, we don't have to call it a gang. What's the more savory term?

[ Clara pauses to think, then smirks. ] We're a regular club. President, Vice-President. [ She points at herself, then him. ] If we find a Secretary and Treasurer, then we'll really stay under the radar.

[ She laughs softly, then shrugs as it trails off. ] Just seems like in this place we're gonna need all the friends we can get. [ Then, she circles back to what he said before, about his arrival and she nods a little. ]

I thought it was a mistake too. I was in my ship, then I was on this ship and I'm sort of hoping mine is here somewhere. Startin' to doubt it though.