Mary would be quite the hypocrite if she got offended at that logic. After all, she was the think-out-loud type, and did it often, for good or for bad.
"Good, good." Mary nodded, looking over the stations curiously. It was awfully quiet, the humming sound of computers was the only thing that could be heard. In all honesty, Mary didn't think this was as exciting as she thought it would be. If something fucked up was happening in that ship, Mary expected to see some of it any day now. She looked at Riff, and scratched her neck.
"So, you're not gonna need help or anything, right?"