"Yes, that and tomorrow's meeting the commanders. Our potential queen may come aboard and inspect my crew." he answered, resuming his peeling of potatoes.

"I have not met her in person yet. I suppose you could say I'm nervous" he chuckled.

Like the blind groom and brides of old, not finding out what your partner looks like until the day of the wedding. Though he was less concerned with physical appearance than he was with ensuring she found him up to snuff.