"This ship isn't crazy, maybe, I don't know, but your world must be, for sure. It's still an offensive weapon if it kills, in most worlds and for most people, death is permanent." Scott sighed.

"Besides, living in someone else's space, if you want to build things that can threaten that space or people in it, you need to ask permission. And even then, it isn't right."

He shook his head. "I don't know what your world is like, but you aren't there. You need to stop, breathe, and start looking around and paying attention to the rules here, instead of acting like you know them." He waved a hand. "I could be wrong about what rules are here, but before you act like you know them, you should find out."