[Pillows he can do without, but the blanket he accepts gratefully, wrapping it around himself and settling back in the sub's seat.

And then offering Crowe a bit of a bemused blink, because stories? Him?]

I don't know, I'm not much of a storyteller. Aren't you like... a space captain or something? I'm sure any stories you have are way better than anything I could come up with.