F-012-Oliver: Spanial (N-Space to Jump Point), Engineering

fyi, I make it about 3 hectoCycles since the Vizierate knocked on Oliver’s door.

For one of the senior people on a ship that apparently does various shady jobs, Gregar seems a pretty straightforward sort of guy.  Oliver guesses he’s also uncomfortable around strangers, and having delivered his message is now apparently hiding behind his teacup, sipping from it, his face partly concealed.

“Before I ran engineering here, I worked on a different ship; why does that matter?”

Feel free to add a social roll to your response, perhaps Acting or Diplomacy (tell me which)?