Edward had never spent much time on ships. It was going to take a bit of adjustment to be staying on one for such an extended period of time, and it was also pretty clear that such vessels were not designed with people of his size in mind. His feet hung off the end of his bunk and he had to suck through doorways. It would be a miracle if he made it through this ordeal without at least one concussion. He also hoped that they thought to pack enough food. He was a big eater after all, and he got grumpy, well grumpier, when he was hungry. 

The time soon came to meet the rest of the crew. Upon initial inspection of his coworkers he could tell the this ExoGenesis place had a type. They looked just as washed up as Edward himself. It seems as though they needed to find truly desperate individuals for this job, which was an immediate red flag. The first among them to speak was, of course, the captain. She wanted everyone to introduce themselves and state a fun fact. Edward couldn't help but chuckle. He hadn't done anything like that since grade school. Hopefully the rest of her leadership methods were less childish.

"I am most widely known as Fat Eddy, for obvious reasons," he said. "I am in charge of security and I am undefeated in Russian Roulette."