"True..." Wash's head bobbed in a single, appeasing sort of nod. "But for clarity's sake, let's call all sea-faring vessels 'boats'. This ship.." He pointed an extended index finger upward. "travels over space. Well, not over.. through. But you get what I mean."
Wash started towards the metal stairs that stretched upward to connect with the catwalk above. Stepping up onto the first stair, he turned around to face his guest again. "I don't usually bring home strangers who fall out of the sky.. so I don't know if you're hungry or if you need a shower and a change of clothes. Are you new here or is dropping from thin air another perk of being in the City?"