The young man's thoughts turned somewhat sour, [i]just a desk?[/i]. He resisted the urge to sigh, instead focusing on the fact that the officer could have just as easily assigned him to bunk with the crewmen that tried to throw him overboard earlier. "That's um, very kind of you, Mr. Dante. I don't expect to be too much trouble, very quiet, you'll hardly notice me." Sebastian straightened the lapel of his longcoat after the other man released him, more than a little interested to hear about the layout of the ship, particularly the workshop.