Bright lights light up the beach and 3Y3 greets the group with cheerful beeps. Flynn stands in the opening of the hatch, awaiting the group. A smile appears on his face but slightly disappears as he sees 'Thunder' in William his wake. "You really want to bring him along? A beast that needs water in a spaceship, completely isolated from any body of water apart from the silo, which I'm not going to let him swim in." He looks over his shoulder, into the bowls of the ship before shaking his head. "You also don't have an aquarium big enough in any of your apartments as far as I know. But... You're an adult, and I want to be anything but your mother, so I'm going to let you choose right here, right now." And with a shrug, he turns around and enters the ship, making his way to the cockpit.

He sits down in the pilot chair and scratches his chin. A small beard had formed over the past couple of days. "I should shave." Then he sees a reflection of himself in some piece of metal and assess the picture. "Or... Maybe I should let that grow." He shrugs to himself and spins around in his chair until he tactfully places his feet on the console panel and leans back, waiting for Williams to make his choose and bring the girl aboard, with or without Thunder.