With the meeting concluded, Nafi found herself at a loss for what to do. Wrenchie had given her the ok to assist with his modifications of the ship, so she wasted no time in preparing for what she assumed would be some strip work on the ship' outer hull. if that was the case, she'd need to add her exo-suit modules to her Harness to allow for survivability outside of the ship in the cold, dark void of space, Making her way briskly to the armory to suit up, she passed another young girl and Thomas in the hall ways, nodding briefly to them both and noticing the girl had dropped her books. "First mission nerves, huh? Don't let it get you down, you'll be up there with the rest of them soon enough." was all Nafi said to the girl, as she passed them and entered the armory.

There, Darius and the lizard man were in discussion, but she paid no heed to them, and moved to her locker. Opening it, Nafi found her exo mask and Harness attachements, some weapon and cybernetic spare parts, a family picture and other knick knacks that she had collected on her travels throughout this vast galaxy, things that held some special significance to her. It didn't take her long to fit all her needed gear, and before long, was suited up and ready to go. After some more time walking (Or rather, thunking with each step due to the weight of her mag boots), she waited at the airlock for the others who were on modification duty, and Nafi spoke impatiently over the comm channel to the main communication room. "Hey, whoever's in charge of comms on the ship, could you let the others modifying the ship know that I'm ready to go?"