"Thaucia..." Nakreyya said, in return to the question of what her homeworld was called. "Though they would not be pleased to see me, were I to return. I am simply curious as to how far I have gone... and wish to ensure I do not accidentally make my way back." 

She followed after Fionn, walking the inside of the ship. Her fingertips touched the walls still, as though trying to memorize every curve. Most of the machines she'd worked on were, at most, large enough to sit on - she'd never been in a machine she could walk through. Somehow meandering the arteries of a massive construction such as this gave her a sense of belonging that she had not felt in a very long time. 

That feeling only settled deeper into her soul when she was lead into the beating heart of the ship. Nakreyya stepped into the center of the room as Fionn opened the door for her, her one eye looking up at the spectacle before her. 

"It is... breathtaking, Fionn, truly," she said, quietly. She turned her attention to the Drones, watching them buzz around like so much blood through the heart of the vessel. Tentatively, she walked forward, looking over the consoles, trying to see how much she understood - trying to know where her place in this vast universe was. "This is quite the marvel. I do hope your people are proud of all that they have accomplished." 

[@Silvan Haven][@Hekazu]