Jacque didn't even flinch as he looked to Radek and nodded, his years as a fighter had preconditioned him to seeing what others considered terrifying as just another thing, "Permission granted sailor. Step lively." he said curtly, switching from the previously friendly tone to that of a commander. The duonoid turned to board the ship, but gave one last glance to the latest arrival to the recruitment desk, 'Massive...' was all Jacque could think as he looked the behemoth of a Trajak over several times. Up until now Jacque was pretty confident that save for Radek and possibly the Vallière, his experience would allow him be able to win in a fight with any of the older crew members should such a thing need to occur with minor issue, however the arrival of Vrek threw that confidence out of the window, and then promptly pile drove it into the pavement below. There was no way in hell Jacque would be able to take [u]that[/u] on without the help of, well, possibly the entire crew. However this 'Vrek' seemed to be the slow and amiable type, Jacque decided that for now he'd simply use that to his advantage and hope for the best that none of the crew pissed Vrek off.