Apparently, Galahad was blocking the track of the truck and the lead worker, as defined by the yellow helmet with the blue star, was not amused by this fact. He was a bulky man of an undefinable humanoid species with a face that only seemed to consist of a black beard and eyebrows.
Chapter 7
Waylon Grass is the Chief of Logistics on the Herald Petrel. Close to retirement and generally sweary, he doesn’t give a **** about what upper management thinks of him anymore.
Underneath the grim exterior, he is a “dad”. He makes sure everybody on board is safe. The only thing more remarkable than the low work accidents rate on his team is his hair, beard, and eyebrows that leave not much room to see his face.
“For Rassaparian’s sake, shove your striped arse out of our way, we are working!”
Waylon to Galahad in Chapter 7