Though the explanation about the ship's manufacture meant little to Jamie, he understood the difference in it being for transport as opposed to combat. Combat was a thing he knew quite well, and in his travels he had found that even throughout the galaxy and all of time, little changed about the theories behind it.

His thoughts were interrupted though, when suddenly he realized that, oh look, Jenny was holding his hand. Despite himself, he could feel his face turning a little pink. "She-- she's lovely, Jenny!"