"Oh." One thing she and Blaze do have in common, it turns out? It's relatively straightforward to win back their trust. She actually does relax at his explanation - the slight frown she's wearing stays, but it turns from a scrutinizing expression to a curious one. And then there's the half-teasing tone when she asks, "There's a lot of wildlife out there, huh?"

...It's been more than a century since her system had any wars. Some assumptions are just ingrained.

Also helping his cause right now: evidence of honorable service and captaining his own ship. After all, even in the Golden Age most ships are tiny; having one big enough for a crew isn't just unusual, it's cool. And Bryn... well, she's young and impressionable and she's just spent nearly a week trying to demonstrate that she's good enough to join up. The sense of having something to prove is strong - and that something is basically that she can fit in with guys like this.

"Bryn Marshall." No rank - not yet. She shakes his hand, her grip warm and firm and possibly more enthusiastic than she's trying to act. "I'm, um, pretty much just a new recruit with the- well, our System Defense Corps." She shrugs, grinning a little at herself. "Almost thought this was another evaluation when I got here. That, or some kind of induction prank."