"Nautilus," he answered quietly. "Though I wouldn't call it in charge. He's alive, thinking, feeling, helps out, gives presents," Ace tapped the group with the toe of his shoe, "But you aren't going to get orders or anything. Supposedly it's a self defense mechanism thing," Ace waved a hand, "But the guy babbling on about that was a real psycho. Even by pirate standards."

Another chin rub, "Mostly you're free to do what you want, figure out why you're here, because it's different for everyone, and what you need to do here, just don't kill anyone or go around being a jerk and it's fine. There's storms though, I used to think Nautilus was sending them, but they say it's the chaos of the void drifting over here." He looked distant for a bit, "Ah, and there's exploring. Outside of Nautilus there are other worlds like that, and the ascended usually try to keep the chaos from hurting things too much. I don't know, it's a huge headache, too dumb to deal with," he shot the Doctor a wry grin.