Dresden bit her lip, brows cocking up. "Someday I'll talk y'outta that, Jack." Half flirtatious, half natural curiosity--antisocial and undriven wasn't the same as not-liking-her-job, after all, and the tech in that girl was something else.

Teeth put a hand out for Ren as he approached, stuck-smile unchanging. "Head Medic--Teeth. Called Teeth, I mean, my name. Watch the claws, got a habit of nicking." He moved his fingers slightly--short things, like paws, the dexterity coming from the long nails they held. It was a bit strange to watch him work--like constantly using chopsticks. Perhaps awkward on another person, but he lived that way a lifetime, and being careful with them was something he was used to.