Mariner takes the letter. Reading through it carefully. His expression unreadable. “Everything appears to be in order, welcome to the crew.”
“Evidently, your inclusion was an unplanned necessity. If I had to guess, a necessity that came up after we’d passed out of contact range.” Mariner looks at him with head tilted. “You will be employed as a General Labourer, given your lack of naval experience. You will rove the ship and provide assistance where necessary.”
He thought for a moment. “Dolphus, please show Karl to an empty cabin. Then show him where the food is.”