Lizzy reddened at the comment, feeling embarrassed for not being able to remember whom she had already met and who was new. It was something music stars often faced: when you met so many people, you tended to develop a blind spot for faces. "Sorry!" she blurted out. She then quickly returned to sipping on her tea, trying to be invisible.
"Shadai's still prepping the shuttle, I assume", August answered his pilot. "And no, she isn't hired muscle, although she knows how to handle herself in a fight." A bit too well for someone of her profession, August thought to himself. "Officially she's here as an antiquarian, selling her wares where we go, but she also helps us out with our work." In fact, since her time aboard helping them out was all Shadai had done and not so much her own work. It didn't matter to August and to be fair: he payed her for her work. "On top of that she also has piloting skills and took over from you when you were gone. Might be a good idea to talk to her about that." He paused for a moment, thinking he heard someone arrive, but when nobody entered the mess hall, he continued: "Make no mistake: I want you as our chief pilot, but it's good to have a back-up." For whatever reason, August thought to himself.