Hey, don't sweat it. I'd slack too, if I were in your shoes. [His sympathy is genuine, if muted somewhat by the grin on his face.] I will say, though, you guys are experts at not letting people get to know you.

[He opens his mouth to continue speaking, but the captain beats him to it. Well played, Thán. The offer seems to genuinely surprise him, for a half moment. Possibly because he barely does the job he's already assigned.]

I, uh... I'm not gonna lie, chief, sorta thought you'd have a more industrious name in mind. [After a beat, Sans returns Thán's smile, though with a hair more skepticism.] I'm not sure the crew trusts me as is. And they definitely don't trust you.

Guess that means you've got a choice to make. But I'll tell you now, I don't work for tips.