Nuria was in the middle of looking at the cannons when the dwarven woman's voice...and her rather strange accent reached her ears. The Valuan had was no stranger to the ways that sailors talked, but Clang's manner of speaking wasn't something she had encountered before. Dwarfs as a race wasn't something she encountered before either; they didn't have them in Valua as far as she knew. Nuria stared at the woman approaching her longer than she might have allowed herself.<br/><br/>"I'm the new lookout," Nuria said, extending a hand. "Sanchez. Nuria Sanchez. I take it you're...the engineer?" The belt and the wrench the dwarf had were her clues. Nuria would make her way with the dwarf to the mess hall. She had been by the engine room...and she had to admit it was outside of her expertise to determine what the ship of capable of. It didn't look like it would fail them and that was as much as she needed to know. Maybe she'd ask Clang about it later.<br/><br/>From the spread of food, Nuria would take an orange to start with and found a corner of the room to begin peeling it.