<span style="font-weight: bold">"I worked as a mechanic before coming here, so once that door opens up," he said, jabbing his thumb at the ship behind them; "I'll take a look inside and make sure everything's in working order."</span><br/><br/>Gwendel laughed at that-- in a good way. "Well it might help to have someone on board who actually knows what they're doing," he commented. He doubted how many of these crossbreeds had even gotten a proper education, let alone how many might know how to pilot a ship. "If there's an instruction manual in there somewhere I may be able to figure something out, but I don't know much about ships as it stands."<br/><br/>Nakutaro looked from one Graecian crossbreed to the other. Was it a conversation between the adults now? He, personally, didn't know anything at all about ships. True, even from here he could see how all the pieces were fit together to somehow build a flying metal box, but he didn't understand the 'how' at all. Also, the thought of flying made him a bit nervous. He could see, but being robbed of that Seharian-born sense of his by being stuck in the air... he imagined it would feel like he was half-blind; very unnerving. In a ship it might be better, since there was something to set his feet on, but he was still unsure. All the same, this wasn't the planet he wanted to be on.<br/><br/>Ikuto said nothing for a while. Some stragglers went and introduced themselves and the two Graecian crossbreeds might have been starting a conversation. He'd introduced himself and he really didn't have much skill-wise to offer to the situation. May as well stay quiet and let people who might have known what they were doing talk it out.