The princess sits in one of the chairs that was provided, eyes slowly looking over the various command and control systems, curiosity burning to learn about this race and their technology.  The guardian politely ignores the seat, however, standing slightly behind and to the right of her charge, trying not to give the impression of nervousness, though her hand periodically drifts near to her crossbow and saber.  Once the fighter combat starts, however, Telaliel doesn't bother with staying in the seat any more, moving to where she can better see the forward view with a far more analytical eye.<br/><br/>"I hadn't really considered the effects of microgravity on fighter combat too much...as things were, it was going to be beyond my lifetime before we had the technology for such."  She murmurs, as much to herself as anyone else.  "The turns are much longer, at least for these ships...and the acceleration far more linear than ornis.  And the straight lines lead to..." she winces at seeing one of the pirates explode, "more predictable flight paths..."