Vee was pleasantly surprised by the girl's evident thought into the question. Alas, it was still incorrect, but not far from the mark. He wouldn't admit it if asked outright, but he took a particular liking to the young girl; she was one of the few on this ship that came from a higher upbringing, which he could relate to. And albeit not by choice, she took to the opportunity with a great deal of enthusiasm and curiosity. Her inquisitiveness reminded him a bit of himself, while her impulse with which he lacked he couldn't help but admire. 

She was what Vee would call one of his "frequent patients"... the ones who seemed to take a steadfast mission to get on his operating table. While it was only for minor injuries here or there, and most not even battle related, it certainly showed dedication if nothing else... and constitution to boot, as she seemed to take a liking to his books and medical trinkets as he was busy knitting a few stitches or the sorts, as if she were merely enjoying a breezy summer afternoon. It was dawning on him that he may have made his quarters a tad [i]too[/i] comfortable.

He turned to face the girl, his grin amiable, as if there was no sense of danger to be had (although there most certainly was). He gently waved his hand in the direction of her own, indicating her to watch her trigger fingers specifically.

"No, dove."

But there it was, far, far off in the distance. The bounty by which this crew has pursued, now reaching closer and closer as the ship gained acceleration. Here it was only a faint dot... but the way in which it slugged steadily in its movements, its mass like a black star against the orange skies, there was no denying by anyone who would happen to keep their eyes out for the unsuspecting speck.

"You are half correct. That which you see beyond the clouds is most indeed our prized target. But I asked you if there was anything [i]unusual[/i]. Surely, with my immeasurable talent for calculations and our lovely pilot, Ms. Renway, this was the most certain outcome, yes?" He let out an "A-ha!" of sorts; but regressed with a stifled cough. 

"No... for everything according to plan is indeed the unusual. A most worrisome unusual."

And just then, Vee went to his knees, pulling out a long rolled tarp of varying medical supplies from his trench coat, unrolling it on the deck. Colorful, vibrant, some even glowing herbs, fauna; varying, abundant sources of aurum. In addition, Vee had prepared a good dozen or so aidkits, with which he had begun handing a good portion of to Cally. He talked as he organized his varying supplies from the floor, anticipating their inevitable use.

"We will be approaching our target soon, and there is much we must anticipate. The first lesson you will learn today... and a very important one... your senses deceive you. If you see your target, can hear them, even smell them... this is when you must truly worry and prepare." Vee paused for a moment and tapped his cranium, indicating to Cally. "This will never deceive you. If your senses attempt to tell you otherwise, you must prepare for the worst, especially with others involved. If you don't, it will cost someone else the worst of all."

Vee finished up bringing some prepped herbs and vials into his pockets and rose, looking off the starbound side... the ship that they would be boarding was fast approaching, and certainly someone on board would know by now. Or perhaps they have known for a while, now? It was all going far too smoothly for Vee's comfort. He didn't turn as he continued talking to Cally, keeping his eyes on their bounty. "As you will be shadowing me, make certain to stay close. We may be moving on board, staying on deck... but in any case, I need you as my second pair of eyes."