Senjen had not intended to stop in the rec room, but soon found himself metaphorically pulled inside when Light spotted him. Just looking around quickly, he had a feeling he had been brought into the middle of something. “This area?” He blinked, with a quick glance towards the accommodations Hope and Omega had made for themselves over the last week. “Sure, I can think of plenty, but not with what we have on board. We didn’t really bring the sort of supplies we would need to make the whole ship comfortable.”

Stopping himself against one of the walls, Senjen stood with his arms crossed, tapping a claw against his forearm as he thought. “Let’s see...not sure if we have anything that would be helpful to a QV. Can’t flood the place, so that’s out. Your gelsuit is going to be more comfortable than any furniture we have. Um...do you like plants? I might be able to spare a few of those.” 

At the same time, Senjen could not help but to be a bit curious about Omega in the corner. That droid had both his interest and concern, and out of everyone on the ship currently, he was probably the one that was most important to keep comfortable. He still did not know what might trigger one of his episodes, but that was something that seemed best to avoid.