Dexter got the saliva from his face a slight disgusted look on his face noticing her being flirtatious to the tree. Honestly, he had a feeling she didn't think this through. Of course a being that lived off of the air they both produced would consider that act intimate. "Er...could have lived without being spat on." He said honestly." He said as the steward introduced 'the last human' Liam O'Brien.delta.17 which made Dexter feel more lost than ever especially as it was just a flab of skin.
"I know shocking isn't it. I just had my chin removed, and look at the difference. I don't look a day over a thousand." Liam said in a masculine voice and Dexter went around a circle around the most alien looking thing he's seen. The last human? Hah! The flab of skin continued to drone on about 'ancient' artifacts like the ostrich egg. "Legend says it had a wing span of fifty feet and sprouted fire from its nostrils. Or was that my third wife?" Liam joked. "And here, another rarity. The archives called it an iPod." In came a juke box. "It stored all the classical music of the greatest artists. Play on." And [I]Tainted Love[/I] started to play. This just really peeved Dexter off. They were saying goodbye to the planet this human's ancestors came from. Couldn't they have found another song?! He exited the room needing just a moment and came across a member of the repeated meme who gave him a strange metal ball and stopped as he came across another blue alien like the steward.
"I'm sorry, am I not supposed to be here?" He questioned and the male stood there looking a bit awkward himself.
"You have to give us permission to speak." He informed Dexter. Whose eyes widened.
"Oh yeah, you have permission." He said hurriedly as he wasn't really sure what the etiquette was for giving someone permission for something he had always had. That wasn't right. But the younger male smiles happily.
"Thank you, and guests can be anywhere on Platform One. Now to get to work. The vents in the Face of Boe's room are going hetic."
"They still need mechanics?" Dexter asks amused.
"Hope so or I'm out of a job." The male said just as amused. "And thank you for giving permission. Not everyone does." He said as he left the room leaving Dexter to stare out the window and at the planet.