[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=D8899B]Mei Qiáo[/color] and [color=8E0331]Jacqueline Croix[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSxq03OBSbggRo-TD0p0bEEG01ICEJo7lZbz9lPLx3VElSh9xNg-Q[/img][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/YUbJ8Kyh0nBYY/source.gif[/img][hr][b][color=D8899B]Location:[/color][/b] The Galley
[b][color=8E0331]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

Mei already knew about the death, but she was still thankful it was nothing more than the man's unhealthy habits catching up to him. That sounded bad. She was not happy he was dead, but she did not know the man. At all really. So she could feel no remorse, but she could understand how the others felt. She wondered who felt it more though. She really wished she had gotten to know him better. Rather than make herself known, Mei waited patiently for everyone to finish up so she could talk to the Captain. With new people coming on board, she was sure her talents would be needed soon.

Jackie wanted to speak. Desperately. She had only met Jesus Freak the night before. [color=D8899B]"I, for one, only just met the man, but I could tell he was a good time. I don't say this often so enjoy it while it lasts, but I am truly sorry for your loss."[/color] Jackie made a note of the reactions in the room as some were quiet, others voiced their feelings. Crews were often losing people, though the means of the loss was not usually health habits.

Jackie looked over to Barber Boy. What preparations could he possibly need to make for a new crew member? And why did her and the others not get this? Jackie was now curious. [color=8E0331]"Barber Boy, need some help? Not sure what to do with myself until we get things going around here."[/color] Plus, Jackie didn't relish the idea of spending more time with Fitz and the Ditz (hey, that could be a show name!).

Mei glanced around her as the others, more or less, finished up. She wanted to get to work, but didn't feel it was in her place to rush anyone along, especially the Captain who was dealing with all of this as best as Mei could observe. She had seen men and women before break down from grief. It was an Achilles heel to many. Mei would have to keep an eye on her, just in case.