Shouldn't be. [ He groans, turning himself away from the pot of regret and towards the girl. Maybe if he can distract her, she'll be less freaked out. ]

I'm pretty used to space, [ He shrugs, offering a slight smile. ] so either they're bad pilots [ Hunk knows bad pilots, he is one! ] or their engineering is, well, bad.

[ But then he catches himself, his face takes a panicked expression, and- ] I don't mean like faulty! I mean... unrefined. It's like I'm used to sports cars but I'm riding in some antique jalopy.