Oh, so Vux was a species, not a place. Well. "Oh. Are they very different from us, then?" Maybe that was why Zex couldn't smile quite right. He thought back again to what he'd seen of Yuna and Sera, how their expressions never really seemed to change. "I didn't think anyone could do something like that, either. And there are others?" Troublesome. Poor Bon; Teisel hoped he was safe at home. "Not just the non-humanoids. I had, er...different eyes before I wound up here. Maybe the same thing that put you in that body replaced my optics...?" It'd be nice to have some kind of explanation for that, even if it didn't actually explain anything.

"Ah, good," he said, "then you can take care of the brains and I'll take care of the muscle. A nice fair split." He wasn't sure he'd be any good at taking direction, since he was used to calling the shots back home, but under the circumstances he'd do whatever he was told if it might help him get out of here. As long as the admiral was reasonable, of course.

"Story? I had no idea they'd gone that far with it." Teisel didn't quite see why they'd come up with some elaborate character that everyone was supposed to be, but why not? Stranger things had happened in this place. "You're right, though. That might be good to know." Hmm.

Taking solace in the fact that Zex just didn't know how to grin, Teisel grinned back, minus the lechery. "Me too. I'm looking forward to it." He was going to go do something useful, and he might even end up beating something to a pulp. Teisel wasn't a vicious man, but last night on top of four days' worth of frustration... He needed to lessen the tension somehow. If not, he really would go crazy.