Rock approached Marsha after her wave, though it was a bit sad to see Reb parting ways with them, surely they could have had a merry chat if he stayed, though Rock actually wanted him to fill in the silence that Rock would probably leave all of them in after a few words. Well, he could try and prolong the conversation a bit, with some luck. She approached Marsha's table and sat down in front of her. He looked at her curiously as she drew something. Tilting his head a bit, he felt compelled to ask. [color=fff200]"What are you drawing?"[/color] He gasped, thinking he had sounded rude to her. [Color=fff200]"Ah, sorry. My name is Rodrigo Zedler, though you can just call me Rock, if Rodrigo is too hard to pronounce."[/color] He said, scratching his cheek a bit. 

Oh, that's right, he went there for a reason... But now that he had started the conversation, it seemed a bit dumb to just ask her that and then just leave. [color=fff200]"Um... Great weather we are having today, no?"[/color] An outdated way to fill in the silence of a conversation, but most terrible of it all, it had no meaning in space, where all they could see was starts and the infinite. [color=fff200][I]'Gah, I should just have asked about the command room and leave. I'd have felt as dumb if I had asked that.'[/I][/color]