Once the door is closed she points her bodyguard to the nearest bedroom, pausing in amusement a moment at how it seems that everything that the humans do is squared edges and straight lines, even their beds.  The guardian refuses to climb unarmor, but grudgingly accepts the need for rest, laying on the bed and listening to the creaking noises as the weight of the warrior and armor settle in.<br/><br/>Once she's laying down the princess takes a few moments to explore the rest of the quarters and figuring out how everything works, but simple caution keeps her from touching too many things.  So many differences aroused her curiosity, and she almost wished to have one of the humans available to explain what the various systems were and how they worked.  Eventually she would have to find out, but how could one be certain that the one chamber wasn't some sort of cooking device, or if these humans cleansed with some mild acid, or if their idea of seasoning was poisonous?  It wasn't likely there would be variations of that degree, but the unfamiliar designs were enough to make her weary.<br/><br/>At the tone she made her way back to the door, pausing a moment to examine the mechanism on the interior.  She had at least seen how that was operated.  She murmurs under her breath, "it's really too bad these translation devices do not translate their runes...such could be useful about now."  She pressed the green button and pulled her hand away quickly to be certain nothing untoward would happen, glancing to the captain through the door as it opened, looking a touch sheepish.  "Ah...so that's how it works."