Already, once they got out of the cargo bay, the ship was not what she expected. It was more homey than she envisioned. Her fingers tightened around his when he asked his question. "Lets go to the kitchen first." In her mind that was always the heart of the home, and while she knew a lot about engines, they had fascinated her since they were first brought into the world, she was quite sure the engine for this machine was quite different than what she'd explored.
It would also give her a chance to sit the basket down, and an ideal place to have the meal she'd prepared. Bryn diverted her attention from the corridor to his face. Was that a little bit of pride she saw there? "Already it is not as intimidating as the outside is."