[center][h1][color=39b54a]Daphne Pender[/color][/h1][hr]Location: Prometheus: Lower Deck: Single Top (7)
Skills: None[hr][/center]

Daphne let out a sigh, figuring that this probably wasn't going to be as easy as she had hoped. Fitz was clearly freaking out about her being related to Dorothy, especially since Dorothy was Anisa's second in command or whatever. She didn't get why he was panicking so much, Dorothy was fine, sure she could be a little protective sometimes, but still. It wasn't like she had the same temper as Anisa, since the Captain definitely could have a slight temper, sometimes anyway.

She walked over to her bed, kneeling down next to it, looking at Fitz. [color=39b54a]"Look Fitz, there isn't anyone outside of the room, it's safe to come out now,"[/color] she said, shaking her head at what he was going on about. Nothing he was saying made any sense to her, and she figured that he was probably just really nervous, he certainly sounded like it. [color=39b54a]"Come on Fitz, it's alright..."[/color] she said softly, before she decided to just pulling him out from under the bed, and proceeded to try and drag him out.