[Lounge]
Dylan hadn't found the time, nor inclination, to come to this establishment of sorts for quite a while. While it had been fixed up quite a bit, Dylan had just never made it down. Maybe part of it was a status thing- The Lounge was entirely informal, the one place on the ship that, unless otherwise stipulated, rank meant absolutely nothing and everyone was on equal footing. Maybe Dylan just didn't think it was quite right for the Captain to upset that balance, or maybe he was afraid just of what people would say to his face. Most likely it was all in his head, but he'd resolved to test that, and welcome the new Mess manager.
Dylan entered the doors, clad in his civvie attire, and headed toward the back and the windows. For now, unless called into something, he just wanted to watch and observe. Maybe he'd head back to the tables and get a deck of cards, but for now he just wanted to watch and get a feel for the environment around him. It'd be good for this space to be used more.