Rendyl hopped off the table she was sitting on, cheeks still flushed somewhat as she hurried to follow the pair out the door to an unknown destination, knowing only that there would hopefully be food there. Keeping her hands knitted in front of her and her head bowed slightly, she would keep up with the other two, occasionally stealing glances to absorb her surroundings now that she felt a bit safer with current company.

Nearly a foot shorter than Tony and dressed in clothes fit for a street faire rather than space travel, Rendyl felt very out of place in the cold corridors of a space ship, flicking her silver hair from her eyes with a quick head gesture.