While a few weeks could make some stir crazy, Minan enjoyed the ride. Most of his time was simply spent reading, or discussing...Something, with others that may or may not have been in his family. He never answered many of the questions he was asked about the subject. Even if they were all pirates, he couldn't be sure of their loyalty quite yet. After all, the idea of Eden attracted many. Someone could easily join, then try to take everything. A fair amount of the rest of his time was spent socializing with other members of the crew, trying to learn them.

It was nice to land on Gurnaka, and be able to talk with other people.

"Be safe." Minan replied in the same, half joking manner. He knew Lard could hold his own if something went down. He got up, moving to the sleeping quarters and grabbing his communicator. Getting a hold of a friend, the two had a short chat, and with it the T'Vao had direction. Apparently, there was a well known bar, Sanjir.

It always felt weird to walk on land. It felt heavy and constricted, something Minan would never grow used to. He wondered why more sentient species didn't come from water. Everything would be nicer that way. His friend hadn't told him how to get to the bar, but he figured that wouldn't be too hard. He was right; before long he had found himself there. 

It was a refreshing sight to see so many species and races, the generally human-looking races he had kept company with over the past weeks was quickly getting dull. Walking in he saw Luna and Lard, but besides giving them acknowledging nods, didn't pay attention to them. Instead he turned his attention to more foreign looking faces, easily striking up a conversation with an octopus-like creature.