"Mmm, maybe..." Yeah, she's definitely from someplace very different. An uncontacted world, maybe? He mostly knows about those from bad holovids, but at least he recognizes that and keeps his mouth shut. He likes the idea that he'd be remotely capable of any such thing. A nice fantasy. He's already had his own thoughts about this. All his usefulness in his adult life came out of flying, aside from a few stopgap tech tricks. "I'm not sure I'm that good a mechanic, but, uh, yeah, maybe." He fiddles with the machinist goggles on his forehead, wondering if he'll ever fly again.