It had been a few days since their travels had begun, and Tal'galar finally felt it was time to reveal the true nature of her trip with him. They were too far to turn back and, as they say, in space no one can hear you scream. The ship was currently cruising on autopilot through a rather barren plot of the star system until they reached their original destination, and Tal'galar made his way to the mess hall where he had last heard her.
The ship was designed to house up to eight, so there was plenty of room for a stranger to get lost. It also meant there were plenty of provisions to go around in the absence of his crew, and he could allow his 'guest' a little more luxury on meals.
"Usheret?" He called out tentatively, just to make sure he was heading in the right direction. "we need to have a little...chat about where we're going."