"Yeah, they can be really pushy here," Ed commented when Curtis said the guy wouldn't listen to him. Golden eyes narrowed into a glare as if daring him to argue with them before moving to get the hell out of there. At least the art class was the end of the maze of a museum and once they got far enough away they were back in the hall of the space ship, colored lights lining the ground to indicate which direction all of the other attractions could be found.

Only once Ed was sure they were safely away from that whole mess, he slowed down for a more proper introduction. "I take it you're a new volunteer, just arrived on the ship? Get used to that, he's not the worst you're going to wind up dealing with, unfortunately."