Yuki rubbed the side of his tanned face, warming it after being pressed against the cool glass of the viewport, listening as the other Tech Sentry waxed poetic. "More like someone stayed up half a week drawing things up, gave the work to the shipyards, and let them work overtime putting it together... but yeah.", he muttered to himself, his eyes veering back to the sight of the colony ship. It would probably be a long time before he saw it from the outside.
He stood, cracked his neck, then reached into his overhead compartment and pulled out his carry-on luggage. A toolbox. The rest of his personal belongings were in the storage bay. He'd packed fast, and light, and likely forgot to buy a few essentials... but they'd be provided on the ship, right? He tilted the toolbox, listening to the contents clatter before setting it on his seat. He glanced up at the viewport again and smirked, exposing one of his fangs.
"Alright, Pop has GOT to see this thing... Mini-ko! Wake up, I need you to record sight and sound." He pulled the neko from his breast pocket, and held her out towards the viewport. There was a somewhat surly protest concerning sleep, but then the Neko's ears perked. "Focus on the Destiny, record on my mark aaand... go. Hey Pops! Here it is, my new home, hobby, and habitat! And you said they'd have me fixing holes in warships all day!" He turned the NH-12 in his hand around and gave her a fanged grin. "We're gonna be boarding soon, so I gotta go. Lemme know how the new hovercoils worked out, okay? Lotsa love, your son Yuki. End recording, and send it to my Dad."
"Recording finished. Transmission pending connection to server facilities." Mini-ko cocked her head to one side and cheerfully started to spiel, "Would you like to edit your recor-"
"No, it's fine."
"Do you want to fill out your regi-"
"No, I told you I'll get to it later."
"Would you like to hear a list of-"
"No. Look, I'm sorry I interupted your nap, go back to sleep." With a sigh he tucked the neko back into his pocket, which shifted about while Mini-ko curled up and started purr-snoring. "I really gotta adjust that attitude sometime..." He patted the pocket gently, then looked up the aisle and addressed the other Tech, "Hey, how much longer before we're aboard?"