Erin gestures Upwardly with the glass. "He's up on the bridge, 's the Captain. I haven't had a lot of dealings with the man, he very understandably does not like me much and doesn't want me around him. Fair enough. But he's..." she bobs her head, side to side. "The rules he sets, he is also bound by. The terms on the table, he will follow. The systems he's designed here feed on our passions to fuel the ship, and often he'll extract that through cruelty and horror, so, brace for that shit, but...he's not some lofty god decreeing our suffering. He's running from something, and I really don't wanna find out what."