Deirdre studied the man, realizing that no one had exchanged names and so not knowing what to call him, even in her own thoughts. She bristled against the thought of taking orders from someone else, though she didn't much care for the thought of running the ship herself, either.
"You're certain that you are qualified for that?" It was a simple question, hopefully polite enough for whatever power was determining their kindness, because she didn't want to find out what would happen if it wasn't. She waved away her own question with a distracted hand. "I'm not interested in the position. I'm simply curious."