The sound of slow thudding footsteps against a metal hollow floor reverberated loudly around the hall, covering up the occasional stifled laughter. Kelvin was trying his absolute best not to be a jerk but something about Clarinet's response to all of this was priceless. Clarinet's aversion to the idea of sexual contact and his statement about his parent not needing to 'screw' anyone was almost enough to make the Frost Demon fall over laughing, but in consideration he kept himself composed... Also laughing was excruciatingly painful at the moment. Well, he mostly did so until his compatriot made a statement that trumped all other statements.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Well, to be honest, I wasn't thinking of producing seed eggs any time soon. The warrior class usually isn't responsible for clan reproduction anyway.</span><br/><br/>"Oh, yeah. I hear you, Boss. I don't think I'll plant any children until I find the right gal~" Kelvin said trying his best to stay composed "I'm sure I'll know her when she's trying to destroy me and enslave a planet," The two of them had made it a considerable distance, especially since Kelvin was basically taking one step at a time. A moment passed in silence between the two of them as Kelvin had unintentionally brought himself back into his self-loathing and confusion.<br/><br/>He gave a throat clear and quickly interjected "So err.... who is responsible for making the clan on your home planet? Do you have like a leader or something? " he asked rather quietly almost as if he meant to say it to himself "If that were the case, that'd mean you've got a pretty big family" his laughter this time was awkward and uncomfortable; less about the funniness and more about the rather incredible thought. He thought for a moment before continuing on.Clarinet's straight-faced responses to probing questions was pretty funny but it was also stepping into territory that Kelvin would personally prefer to avoid if he were in a similar situation.<br/><br/>"If it makes us even , this thing on my head and my 'unweighted clothes' are actually hard shell that I can grow. I can't really take it off because it's a part of me but I can break it off and grow it back when I need to. Makes eating and going to the bathroom a major hassle sometimes," he said rather jovially. Saying that made Kelvin feel weird, he'd actually never explained traits about his race before, it was surprisingly uncomfortable.<br/><br/>The pair had made it to the opposite wall with incredible swiftness, especially for the rooms magnitude. Kelvin went to push the door but it slid open with a quick woosh. The interior hall was much narrower and darker, the only illumination seemed to be the yellow beam that had directed them to the door. Kelvin shrugged and continued forward "Speaking of eating, I. am. STARVING!" he thought aloud "I left my 'lunch' on the planet as a parting gift. And to think just a few hours ago I had a mouth full of medical goop; you'd think bile and corn taste would knock the appetite right out of y-" at that instant the floor gave several hard metal clangs before it began to whir. Suddenly, the floor began to move as if it were on a track. Kelvin and Clarinet were pulled at a rather quick speed towards a closed door. If there were space, Kelvin might've tried to jump out of the way, but the hall was narrow and designed with this moving transport in mind. Kelvin braced for impact but instead, the door quickly opened and the track gently slowed to a halt a few feet into the new room.<br/><br/>The room looked similar to the rest of the ship save for the bright panel that encapsulated the entire surface of the ceiling and illuminated the environment with a soft white-blue glow. " Inside, a set of chrome colored, white padded pods sat open against the left hand wall. An ivory desk sat against the wall opposite the door and held several stacks of books, papers and an embedded moniter and terminal. It appeared almost like a smaller version of the room the two first saw when they entered the ship. Papers were scattered all about the floor. Another door was centered on the right hand wall; presumably holding a bathroom or wardrobe area.<br/><br/>"Welcome Telaurius," the robotic voice began "initiating sound sequence: 'Homeworld'" Kelvin groaned in preparation for the life-sapping tone but what happened was much different than he'd expected. The most pleasant tone began to play, like a chorus softly holding a warm note. Kelvin shivered in repsonse, his breathing became much slower and his aches and pains slowly faded. Not only that, but a feeling, an incredible feeling was washing over him. He didn't even bother seeing if Clarinet was having the same reaction, it would've been impossible for Kelvin to even put into words and discuss. Instead Kelvin simply gave a small child-like laugh before moving about the room with an awestruck expression. Somewhere in between footsteps, his feet left the floor and he began to hover again.<br/><br/>"Telaurius?" Kelvin said with an oddly excited tone "Is that the alien we saw in the recordings?" Kelvin thought aloud as he walked curiously towards a pod and pressed his hand into the cushioning curiously "Pretty coincidental we'd be directed to the exact same room as the person that stole this thing and managed to heft it into space." Kelvin walked to the second pod and was greeted by the sight of a<span style="font-style: italic">very</span>dead but quite easily identifiable alien "Nevermind... think I found him," The body was positioned almost as if it had known it was about to die as its arms were crossed. Someting in the creatures shriveled hand caught Kelvin's eye. It looked like a data drive. Kelvin carefully slipped it from the carcass and walked towards Clarinet with the object at arm's length<br/><br/>"Uhh.. you're the one that's good with computers. Here you go, all yours,"