Gaelio, meanwhile, remains blissfully ignorant in the old times as he makes his way to the crew quarters. Since McGillis has volunteered thoughts on the (literal) mess hall, now he wants something broader.

"So you've agreed to be a Legionnaire? I suppose we've got the time. According to the welcoming committee, the flow of time here is different." Or it was something like that. He isn't one for science, and McGillis tends to be better at condensed explanations. "Assuming that's the truth, we won't have to worry about our duties back at Gjallarhorn."