Linda had asked what planet Qyx had come from and Devon glanced to her. "Ummm...XYD...I think?" He said, repeating those letter, pretty sure he remembered correctly. From the sound of things though, the others didn't mind that they could make a trip to the kitchen, wherever it was. Jennifer saw Nathaniel up ahead as Devon said to Linda, "I think we're all handling this differently. I mean from the sound of things, Jennifer here was waiting for this her entire life." He smiled. "And well, I wanted to run away." He shrugged, keeping his own explanation short original.

The group got a new addition with Linda reaching out to Nathaniel and they kept walking. Now rather than Jen taking the lead, Devon stepped up and led them down the hall. He was just poking around but he had a feeling if he let his nose or even his gut do the leading, he would be able to find the kitchen. Of course he considered asking the ship itself. “Hey uh...Corrector?” He spoke up, not sure if he was saying that right or not. “Are we heading in the right direction if we wanted to find the kitchen?” He asked as he paused to listen. 

There was a very delicate pause before a female monotone voice answered, “Yes. May I provide you with details to your desired location?”

“No...no.” Devon looked to the others. “I think we’re good.” He smiled slightly. “I just want to make sure we’re not going in the opposite direction.” He shrugged.

“Understood. If you need anything, let me know.” It replied and Devon laughed a little, giving a slight smirk. “How’s that for hospitality?” He was impressed but he had a feeling he’d continue to be impressed with the ship and Qyx for a while. Devon went back to walking and Jennifer looked around, trying to figure out if there were some cameras or sensors that helped the AI spaceship keep track of them. The woman figured it must be something they couldn’t see. After all, the technology surrounding them was inctredible and beyond anything back on Earth. Jogging ahead, he saw a door labeled ‘kitchen and pantry’ and he tapped on the door, proud of his find. “Come on guys. Let’s see what grub we can rustle up.”

Jennifer smirked and followed after the young male. Youth was always amusing to behold. The professor wasn’t put off by it as she felt like a little kid in the candy store. There was no envy in her bones as she entered to see a very sophisticated kitchen. It was large and off in the back was the freezer and fridge. “I thought there was a pantry here. Is it digitalized?” She pondered aloud as she ran her fingers along the polished silver counter. Devon had made his way over to the fridge and opened the double doors. There was an array of colorful ingredients but many of them were unknown to him. “What looks good?” She called out to him.

“Why don’t we each pick something and start tasting and fooling around?” Devon suggested and used his head to gesture the others to join him. He grabbed a yellow item which could either be a fruit or a vegetable. It was oval shaped and had blue freckles on it. He smelled it and stepped back to let the others have a go.