Jamis watches him until the door closes behind him, and then- returns to the room with her cubbyhole, rather than finding the bench he'd suggested she use, climbing up into it and curling up around her bag. Her heart is pounding still, but she's pretty confident he doesn't know exactly where she was hiding, so by the time he exits the 'fresher again she's starting to calm down. 

He looks at the bench as he leaves and goes back to bed, but just rolls his eyes and returns to sleep.  He gets up promptly when the day cycle begins, and begins puttering around the main living area, making food.

She calms down further when she hears the door to his room close behind him, and then the adrenaline crash sends her to sleep pretty soon after that. 

She dreams the same thing she's been dreaming for months. 

The sounds he makes in the living area wakes her the next morning. She considers just staying in the cubby until she has to leave, maybe pretending that last night hadn't even happened- but probably being cooperative will go better for her, and he'd said he might even help her get closer to where she needs to be. That's... really tempting. The sooner she can get to her destination, the better. So she slides down from the cubby as quietly as she can and slips into the living area. Settling at the edge of the table's bench, Jamis nibbles on a ration bar and watches the captain putter around the kitchen, waiting for him to notice her.

He glances over at the kid nibbling at a ration bar, and makes a second bowl of the plain hot cereal he made for himself, leaving out the large amount of hot pepper sauce he poured onto his own.  He sets it down on the table in front of her, and a small cup of water a moment later, and then leans against the counter with his own bowl, eating silently.

He gets a bit of confused blinking for his efforts, but she's not going to refuse food she's given. She re-wraps her bar and sticks it back in her bag, before tucking into the bowl of cereal. 

"Thanks," she adds after a moment, between bites. Then, eyeing the bottle of sauce, she asks, "...What did you add to yours?" 

"You're welcome.  Pepper sauce.  It's pretty spicy, but you can have some if you'd like."  Unlike the night before, he's in his armor, minus the helmet.

She noticed. It looks kinda familiar - she thinks she's seen armor like it before, maybe, but she can't quite place when. 

"Maybe later," she says of the sauce, and, "You said you're not a smuggler. Are you a mercenary or a bounty hunter or something?" 

"Hid in the cargo, did you?  Yeah, bit of both, but mostly I'm a bounty hunter these days."

"What kinds of people do you hunt?" She asks, eyes on her bowl where she's fiddling with her spoon instead of eating. 

"The kinds people pay me to hunt.  I'll turn down a few jobs, goin after kids, someone wants someone killed real painful-like, but mostly I don't ask questions more'n I need to to get the job done."

Hmm, "You ever have to rescue anyone?"

"Once or twice.  Not common for people to hire a bounty hunter to rescue someone, unless it's bundled with killing or capturing the person who took them."

"The people who took him should probably die, too. They might try to do it again with someone else if they don't." She looks up from her food, "I don't have anything to pay you with, though." 

He gives her a considering look.  "Took who, kid?"

"My little brother."

"Is that where you're headed? To find him?"  He pauses and then adds, "And what do you plan to do once you have him?"

She nods, and then... stalls for a second. She hadn't really been thinking about 'after', busy trying to make sure there even was one. "I... I'll figure something out. He'll be better with me than with slavers," she adds, sure of that at least. 

"Tell you what.  I'll make you a deal: I help you get him back, and the two of you stay on my ship and keep it clean for a year, to pay me back.  You can pick up odd jobs on stations and planetside for some spending money while you're with me.  Sound fair?"  He's not actually going to refuse to help her, but it'll probably put her at ease that he's not just offering it for free.

She can guess what he's doing, but it works a little anyway. She still gives him a long, searching look before agreeing though, poking at her sense of people to see if it'll give her more than 'not a threat'. She can usually tell what people want from her if she's calm and focused enough, and she wants to make sure. 

He wants her and her little brother safe.  It's a little unclear to what extent this is getting attached incredibly quickly, versus just a sort of general protectiveness towards children in his vicinity, but it's definitely a bit of both.  He wants to keep her where he can keep an eye on her until she has a clear plan what to do with her brother.

...Huh. This sense has never led her wrong before, and she's based a lot of risky moves on it. She's not going to ignore it. She supposes she can probably trust him, for now, though she will have to figure out if she can work with his definition of 'safe' at some point. 

"That sounds fair," she agrees once she's decided this. "I can also cook, and I can do some programming, and I think I'd be good at navigation with a bit of practice," she offers. 

"Finish your breakfast and clean your bowl, and then meet me in the cockpit.  I can't take you to rescue your brother if I don't know everything you know about who took him and where he is.  And then we can look at getting you familiar with the navigation on the Gaanad." 

He finishes his breakfast, cleans his bowl, and moves off into another part of the ship.

"Okay." 

She finishes eating shortly after he leaves, and then takes her dishes over to the sink, climbing up to sit next to it so she can comfortably wash them. That done, she sets the clean and dried dishes back in their places and then jumps down and heads for the cockpit, guessing where it must be based on where the windows were on the outside of the ship. 

He turns around to face her as she reaches the cockpit, and gestures to the empty seat.

"So.  Your little brother.  What do you know about the people who took him?"