𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑.

With one of his idiotic grins, he signs it off.

"There you go!"

After a few minutes, he returns safe and sound.

"Alright captain, everything seems to be in order! No faults, no messes, not a scratch!"

Mark just speak normally.

He straightens up, saluting them.

"Yes, captain!"

He rushes off. What a dork.

"But do I have to?"

Yes Mark, it is your job.

"Yes, captain?"

Completely oblivious, he looks up at them. Grinning.

"I was supposed to check that. .?"

Oh my goodness Mark.

How is this guy the Head Engineer again?

"Well thank you captain!"

He grins gleefully.

"Let's just. . let's just hope the ship doesn't go. ."

He swirls his hand around the side of his head, as a way of saying 'crazy'.

"What? Me?"

"Pfft, no, it's only because you're a wonderful captain!"

Mark you're sucking up to them.

"Well of course, captain! You're an amazing captain!"

Mark is very nice today.

"Well, I'd still follow you, captain!"

He does a salute.

"Well, your the captain afterall!"

He does give one of his "stupid" grins.

He watches, taking a sip from his cup.

"I think they like you, captain."

"Eh she'll never know captain!"

I think she'll know.

"How long. .? Good question captain!"

He ponders for a moment.

"You know what, I think we'll go ahead and ask everyone else!"

"Things have been doing. . better. I just hope the ship doesn't decide to. . I don't know. . send us on an adventure through space and time!"

Weird foreshadowing but okay.

"Ah, of course captain!"

He gives one of his "iconic" thumbs up.

"The captain is so cool. ."

Mark??

"Doing just fine!"

He gives a thumbs up, and a grin! Getting back up, almost as if he wasn't about to get emotional.

"Yeah, I guess so."

Mark doesn't. . seem the happiest at the moment.

"Oh well. ."

He falters for a second, pacing around the room.

"RIght, because. ."

Again, he falters.

"Got it! Because. ."

He can't remember 𝘸𝘩𝘺.

He sits down, staring at the ground.

"I don't know."

He gives one of his stupid grins, patting her shoulder gently.

"Classic captain."

Mark, what.

"Well uh. ."

He walks over to her, gently taking her left hand, lifting it up slightly.

He points at her palm.

"There was a crystal embedded in your hand, remember?"

"Oh, don't worry captain!"

I'm worrying.

"I'm simply looking for the crystal!"

The what.

He continues his search, I am very curious what he's looking for.

Stumbling around, he manages to knock over files, coffee cups. . and more coffee cups. I'm starting to notice a pattern.

"Alright, well, here you go!"

He hands them the entire. . meal. . on one plate.

Shit, you're making him actually use his brain.

"Yeah, guess so. ."

"Works well with me!"

He's such a dumbass. But we love Mark for that.

"Oh pft, you'll be fine!"

MARK.

"What?"

This fucking guy.

Cue Mark just. . cooking a five course meal. What the fuck.