Halloran nodded slightly in acknowledgement of the young man's thanks, and let another beat go by before closing his eyes and touching his forehead. Moron. "I'm a ship's outfitter," he explained, his tone laced with self deprecation. Not at his occupation, but at having failed to introduce a fairly basic fact that needed to come hand in hand with his offer. "Former captaincy has its benefits. Hence my knowledge. Bring your lady, if you like. If she's anything like the breed I've been acquainted with, they're quite particular on the details."