She glanced up at the movement of others and the pilot, she blinked and approached. She listened to the short speech, somewhat intrigued by the typing, she wanted to ask how old this ship was but a wrong move could get her on the bad side of people. She decided it was just as good to keep her mouth tightly shut. She glanced to the door, creaking open and then turned back.

 "So the First officer and Captain get a different room?" she asked and vaguely hoped her room would at least contain a comfortable bed and a desk on which she can work on. Though as she'd finished her speech the pilot had already turned away, she glanced to the Captain in hopes that she'd be guided by him in some ways, even though she was sure that he is just as new to this ship as her "I wish I had a map..." she muttered to herself and quickly got her large trunk "If there isn't a desk there, this massive trunk will suffice!" she joked, followed by a brief laugh. She scoops the large trunk into her arms and waits by the doors, watching the captain, waiting for him to lead her to the right place, somehow.