"Oh, I dunno," Wash said, attention drawn to the statue. Wasn't really his idea of art, but everyone had to have a hobby, he supposed. "I usually let technology take care of the ear clearing. Y'know, with the whole space thing being bloated and explode-y is rarely cured by adamant swallowing."
"Shen me?" Wash asked with a straight face, his eyes widening and flickering to the statue and back to Tony. "Na shi shen me? Like, some kind of robot? I thought you wanted me to pilot something..."