They were all gathered – it seemed the crew was going to be a rather eclectic group, and as they approached the elder looking gnome, he gave a respectful nod to both the wizened man and his dozing pet. The gnome already knew who he was, so a smile crossed his lips when he was addressed. “Greetings, sir Shipmaester. Thank you for keeping Yuuki in good conditions, good ships are undoubtedly hard to find.” The laughter was faintly unsettling, but he was not the type to show such fear that readily. He quickly took note of everything, from the ballista and how it was mounted to the awnings that kept a bit of the chilly wind off of him. The rest of the deck was of good make, and he saw nothing that was out of the ordinary – though when they were in the engine it was perhaps unsurprising that Michael quickly perked p and took interest, eying the reactor as he gave a smile and took his time in looking every part and device of the engine over. “Well, if that’s an invitation, i’ll be down here for a bit setting up my work tools and everything i’ll need to make the engines purr. Hopefully.” He’d never worked heavily with engines but he was prepared to work on this one, and if nothing else, a real attempt to keep it running when they were flying would prove to be the best training.<br/><br/>“Though if anyone needs me first, I will do that first. For dangers to expect? Well, the planes of air are not something I know very well, but I would expect big things. Maybe scary things. When your enemy can control the wind and turn a breeze into a storm, it’s best to approach things a little gingerly at the least.” With that, he’d make sure he had all of his gear – staying for just a few moments before going back to the engine.