Nuria was already far on her way down the hold to claim her bunk, hearing the speech of the dwarf woman as she reached the bottom of the stairs. Once inside, Nuria realized just how big the ship was. Sure it wasn't like some of the Valuan warships she had been aboard, but it was definitely bigger on the inside. Maybe it was the open quality of the lower deck that made it so. First things first before exploration though. Nuria walked by the hammocks and looked for one that was both close to the ground and was closest to a porthole. That one would be hers if there was one. The time she would be spending the hold was likely going to be little, for when she was ordered to sleep for a while. She still had first pick.<br/><br/>Setting the pack she had on her shoulder down against one of the beams the hammock was secured to, Nuria shed her overcoat, folded it, and set it in her hammock. A flag to stake her claim. Nuria started down through the ship, wanting to get a glimpse at just what she was packing in terms of firepower and engine before she familiarized herself with where the mess hall was. Nuria would stop in her tour if she was greet by any of the other crew members. She might have been a professional soldier with the job fixed on in her mind, but that didn't mean she wouldn't exchange pleasantries.