Savil snorted. She was hardly one to giggle behind her hand and flutter a delicate fan, she was certainly the type to laugh when she meant it. But a ship for space? It was probably a good idea to keep her away from the windows for a little while. But with the return of his odd weapon to the holster and her shield came down from around them. Except for her personal shields of course.

"I really don't want to know the details on how that's possible. People I can deal with at least no matter what they look like as I've seen stranger things over the years," Savil was willing to admit that openly of course. Why hide it? Especially not when a softly glowing blue ball drifted over to circle Jack with the speed of the curious rather than the alarmed. "I'm a bit more worried about Kellan there than the unGifted temper flares here. She's lost quite a bit of weight."