Leaning against bulkhead, arms crossed over his chest, Sebastian patiently waiting for the regulars to finish their calls. He heard the crewmen from before, his first encounter with Glory's compliment. The man with the gearwork arm stood proudly, offering a hoot and pumping his mechanically assisted limb into the air. [i]Jesse Thornburgh...[/i] he thought to himself, tucking the name away for memory later. He didn't know if he'd have to use it, but it was better to know than not know he figured. After a brief bit of silence, a few expectant eyes turned towards his direction, alerting him that it was his turn.

With a little shove, he pushed himself off of the wall and cleared his throat, tipping his head slightly, "Sebastian Benzie!" he called out [b]just[/b] loudly enough for Avery and Dante to hear.