Medbay
"Oh? Impressive." The robot nods; Clearly, this man was well-rounded. "Then I won't have to worry about anything." The robot pauses as Quinn pats her leg before getting off the table. "If that's it, I'll find my room. Thanks you."
She stops at the door quickly before looking at Quinn and saying, "I'll show myself at the galley", and goes out to find a room.
Cabin B-2
Once she finds a vacant room, she grabs her duffel bags that she had brought along with her aboard the ship, setting them inside. Well, the room was big enough to hold her robot, so it was just fine. She wouldn't mind if she had to share the room either - It's not like she takes up or needs much space on her own. After getting acquainted with her new home, she finds a small open area within. Time to stretch her legs.
After commanding her robot to open the hatch on it's back, the cat herself groggily climbs out of the nest after detaching herself from all the hardware. She jumps to the floor and looks down as she takes some time to accustom to her real senses again. She has to do this every time she gets into Buddy and gets out. It's annoying, but needed. For a few minutes, she blinks a few times to adjust to the lighting, letting her pupils contract, while she finds new noises that goes on throughout the ship that she couldn't hear while commandeering the robot. With a paw, she quickly rubs her grey, hefty collar on her neck, making sure it still exists (it does). This collar is unlike any other - Not something used for pets. The collar contains useful gadgets that will allow her to speak and connect herself to any piece of technology, and of course, to Buddy. It can't come off either, unless someone were to surgically remove it. Basically, it's another implant.
Taking a deep breath, she turns and looks around again. Unsurprisingly, everything was much bigger than she thought it would.
She wasn't a big cat by any degree - She's a little under the average for domestic cats, at least. Didn't really matter, though, when most of the time she's in Buddy anyway.
Her stomach grumbled softly. She supposed it was time to head out.
"Alright, Buddy", her voice called out as she turned to the titan (at least to her). Her voice was much more clearer and significantly less metallic compared to when she spoke through Buddy - It's almost real. Regardless, it doesn't come from her mouth, but from her collar. "Close up. Let's go." On point, the robot's hatch shuts up tight and stands to attention. Darling heads out the door with her now-pilotless robot in tow towards the galley.