Work for him and his crew, I guess that would entirely rely on what the job at hand is, she thought while he offered her a cigar. "No thanks." She meant the cigar but noticed how her sentence could be portrayed. "That is to say I do not smoke." She pushed the cigar that was offered to her away. "And here was me thinking I could just be a friend to all, Is that not a good enough job?" She jested before taking a more serious approach to the question. "I wish to stay... For the time being anyway, I will do what it takes to earn my place." She gave the captain a nod of appreciation. At the very least he didn't seem like the sort of person that would work her like a slave.

"I don't possess much engineering skills or technical skills. before the madness I was nothing but a model, since the galaxy fell apart I've trained myself in the ability to pilot small scavenger crafts." she briefly paused and decided if she should tell him that her craft that she landed on the Rock with is no longer flyable due to her inability to land said small crafts, she decided against it. "I have also spent time perfecting my ability to disarm or incapacitate enemies silently, I would  class myself as a pretty decent scout... Of-course I wouldn't be wearing heels on a mission." She made a light hearted joke at the fact that so fer her ability to scout undetected has seemed to be flawed by the loud clank of her metallic heeled shoes.