@elehvnth gets a thing
His eyes remain affixed to the top of the rotor, head canting ever so as the yellow gem that framed his brows glowed ever softly in tandem with the lights of the ship. It was an oddly familiar kind of interaction. Reminded him of the times he tried to reach out to the stone, of which he was very much a part but very much not. But this ship, this alien, ancient ship, it was surprisingly a lot more-- Approachable. Like it-- No, she, had longed for more conversation partners.
It couldn’t be called a straightforward verbal conversation, per se. More so an exchange of instinct, sharing of ideas, images, feelings, meanings of things. Talking with your proverbial gut. “ It is a remarkable ship you have here, Doctor. She has quite the sense of humor.”