Jaydaar was barely noticed, having slipped in during the commotion with the coffee machine, as he grabbed a steak, a human food he'd acquired a taste for and was glad this ship had, and took a seat. His tail softly swayed behind him as he ate, snapping off pieces of meat with his powerful jaws as he watched the others quietly. He pulled out a smaller datapad he usually kept in the end of his sash and checked the missions again with it to see which one the crew voted on, and it appeared the escort mission was favored, He put the pad away and returned to what he was eating, finishing off the piece of meat quickly. He then just waited for their departure for the mission, he had no intention of initiating a conversation with one of the other crew, more just...watching their interaction, people-watching.