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Stephen looks around briefly before wandering off mid conversation between the masked man and the paranoid git, heading off quietly and purposelessly to the deeper portions of the ship, making his way around the place surprisingly quickly until, eventually, he winds up in a sparring room of sorts, gazing at the combatants currently inhabiting the ring as he sips lazily at some sort of soft drink he'd gotten from somewhere... or ship coolant... he couldn't really be sure...