Perrin rolled his eyes somewhat as he stored away his jar back into his backpack. It took a moment or two because he wanted to put it away in the right spot. Seeing as he was warned to prepare for battle, he was confident enough to assume that there would be time believing in the scouting abilities of the members of this ship. He would need to go back to his room in order to properly prepare for battle which he wasn’t particularly worried about. 

Perhaps he should have paid a bit more attention to the crash but his center of balance was more than stable enough to barely even notice the movement. He simply believed that the sound was some misfire or mishap in the engineering areas by a clumsy person or maybe just odd sound among engineering. He hadn’t particularly been near it before so the sounds of it were relatively foreign to him. 

He had been a bit too excited to rush out and prepare in a brief moment of ill sighted action and little attention. He had dashed along the side of Ritsu and would have quickly dashed in front of him more or less as the attacks started. Perrin had been looking down toward the floor in order to better recall or retrace his steps to his cabin room. The signs were helpful, though oddly retracing steps directly had been a familiar and effective way for him to get around in the past and memorize directions. He didn’t have any particular protection from attack ready or on at the moment.