Nobody said anything. For just a few seconds they just stood there, like a three-dimensional still life.
Then Elaine turned and punched Guybrush on the chin.
The blow knocked his head back. His legs buckled, and he fell backwards. But the handcuff chain pulled him up cold, his head only a foot from the floor.
Guybrush blinked, shook his head, and looked at Elaine. She was holding a hand out to him.
"Sorry," said Elaine. "I shouldn't have done that."
Guybrush took her hand and pulled himself back up. He rubbed his jaw. "Ow. That's some punch."
Wally looked at Elaine. "Does this mean you're going to be staying with us?" he said hopefully.
"I guess so," sighed Elaine. "Handcuffed to this idiot and trapped on the wrong side of the galaxy, I don't think I have a choice..."
"Cool!" said Wally. He bounded out of his chair, and ran past them to the doorway. "Let me show you around."
Elaine looked at Guybrush, who shrugged. They followed behind, each sticking close to one side of the hallway.
Wally was leading them through the ship. "Okay. This is the third level of the ship. We spend most of our time up here. That doorway on the left leads to Guybrush's sleeping quarters." Elaine took a look inside. She saw a gray, almost entirely bare room. Half the space was taken up by the bed.
"On the right is my sleeping quarters," continued Wally. This room, although just as small as Guybrush's, was at least partially decorated. The walls were covered in posters, most of them coloured astronomical photographs.
Wally was already leading them past. "That small turn in the passage only leads to a few closets and things. The doorway doesn't go anywhere, it's just used to access the heating system."
Elaine looked where Wally was pointing. A few of the metal plates around here were still buckled from the fire, and the doorway was visibly singed. "Classy ship," she said.
"You don't like my ship?" said Guybrush.
Elaine looked at him. "I can't believe you're asking that as if you don't know the answer."
They all climbed down the stairs, Guybrush and Elaine grumbling. "Here we are on the second level," said Wally. There were two doors on their left, two on the right, and one at the end of the passage. "Follow me," said Wally. They walked along to the far side of the passage. "This door opens up on the engine system," said Wally. "We're almost directly under the cockpit here." He turned back around. "Come on."
They opened the first door. "This is our kitchen and food store," said Wally. Elaine looked in. She saw a bench, lots of cupboards, and no utensils. She started to feel sick. Elaine especially enjoyed a good meal, and it didn't look likely she'd have too many in the near future.
Wally shut the door and they came to the next. "This is our bathroom," said Wally, for some reason not electing to open the door. "It's got a mirror, a sink, a toilet, and a bath/shower unit. Plus there's a special antigrav unit installed in there. Have you ever had a zero-gravity shower, Elaine? You've just got to."
They crossed the passage, and this doorway Wally did open. "This is the rec room," he said, pointing inside. Elaine, peering inside, saw a dimly lit pool table. The sick feeling intensified.
"Could do with a bit of sprucing up," Wally admitted. "Well, come on." They came to the last door. Guybrush was dragging his feet somewhat, and an irritated Elaine yanked him forward. "This room doesn't really have a specific purpose," said Wally. The room in front of him contained a large, spongy-looking couch, several cupboards, and the opposite wall contained a large circular window. Within, tiny sterile points of light shone flatly in the blackness. "Sometimes we use it as a secondary storage room, but we don't have a lot of haul at the moment."
He shut the door, and went back down to the passage. At the ladder he stopped. "One thing I forgot... if you keep climbing up this ladder, you get to a hatchway that lets you out on the top of the ship. It's neat."
They climbed down the ladder. It didn't take them down to another passage, but instead into a large open area. There was a faint pink glow on the walls. It was the hold, and the glow came from the portal stones.
"Well, we've reached bottom," said Wally, stepping off the ladder. "This is our main storage room. Not much in it at the moment, although I suspect these two rocks here might be worth a bit..."
Elaine ground her teeth.
"Well, that's the tour," said Wally. "You're going to love it here, I'm sure. Any questions?"