The conversation between the guy in black and the armored one had a few interesting words he picked out. He wasn't trying to eavesdrop, only got himself caught up in the middle of them speaking when they all went to the bunkhouse at the same time. The elders that raised him on the Earth Colony were very conservative and taught him their native tongue for the first two and a half decades of his life, but was moved to English like the rest of his kind. It didn't bother him to speak it, but he still had a habit of picking out key words in certain dialogues instead of completely understanding the whole sentence. This was something he definitely wanted to work on and change. "Weapons", "repair", and "upgrade" were the key words he acknowledged.<br/><br/>Apophis found a large empty bunk in one of the corners of the room. He slid the chains that he used as straps for his large backpack down his arms and placed the thing beside his bunk. Soft mumbling from behind him began to grab his attention. His chin met one of his shoulders to see what the comotion was.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh, hello"</strong>, He muttered to the short red haired female. She frantically moved to another bunk. He shrugged his shoulders and took a seat on his claimed bunk. Thoughts of what the armored one said, those three words, pestered him. He wanted to ask him about one of his weapons, but he would wait until a later time. It might be rude to ask him so soon. The rumbling of the ship's engines naturally caused him to look up toward the ceiling, imagining the beautiful nebulae of space that he would see once again.