Shas'ui Borkan Shovah Mont'yr sat quietly crosslegged near the back of the engine room, his eyes closed as he listened to both the strange sound and the activity around him. His helmet was off and sitting beside him, revealing his blue-grey skin and lock of raven black hair, which was held in a sort of topknot clasped in three intricate clasps of silver, each one denoting his time in service of the greater good, as well as signifying his rank.  He noted the departure a female Gue'la, who had seemed to be doing the same as him before a strange noise emanated from her abdomen. He paid her no notice as she left, instead focusing his training as a Pathfinder for the Greater Good to attempt to locate where the strange noise was coming from.