A couple of annoyed chirps at Blaine were made by the droid. Its head swivelled in the gyro ring, similar to a human shaking its head. The small unit was clearly not impressed.
The droid took off down the hall, heading to the living quarters.
In the living quarters, Zir was coming up with a plan, when he was interrupted by his droid. "He's doing what?" He asked, a little shocked that he would try and fix things that he wasn't asked to. Everything on the ship was working fine and the stuff that wasn't required parts that he didn't have. "That boy isn't getting paid for the extra repairs." He said as he turned off the viewscreen he was working on and stood up and turned to the droid. "Record this as a holo message, and play it for him." He said, straightening his stance. "I told you to fix the grav plating and that's what I'm paying you for. I'm not giving you extra credits for repair work on things that already work," He said, clearly not impressed. "I'll pay you for the grav plate repairs, and if you decide to stay on board, for any other work I ASK you to complete," he stressed the emphasis on him asking part. "I'll be in the cockpit prepping for take-off. I'm working to a deadline, so I'd appreciate a hasty reply." With that, the droid took the recorded message and played it to Blaine. While Zir Go made his way to the cockpit.