The house was almost to Trip's liking. He'd cleaned out some of the older stuff and got some of the dirt and sand swept. Anyone on Enteprise would be shocked to see how clean he'd gotten it, since the messy state of his quarters was legendary.

Now it was just the main room and he'd just finish sweeping. Now, it was just getting the chairs and table back into the hut from where he'd dumped them out front while sweeping. He paused from hauling a chair to wipe the sweat from his forehead and it was then he glanced over and saw the two men walking toward him.

He stretched for a moment then stood up straight, a friendly grin on his face. "Hey there Anatoly. Whose yer friend?" Aeneas had run up to him and was already jumping up to be petted. "I don't mean you, boy o'course." He replied as he bent down to scratch the little dog's ears.