[ Abbacchio is taking his sweet time strolling through the shipyard, in part because it's a lot to taken in, and he doesn't know the first thing about ships — space or otherwise — and getting an idea of some of the ships that are docked here seems like it might be a good idea. He's taking mental notes as he passes by each one, what sort of shape is most common, their size, if they seem to have any unique features. Their colour. All the important things that he's sure factor in to the performance of a craft.
So far, all he's really learning is that there are a lot of differences from ship to ship, all of which seem to vary drastically depending on personal preference. He pauses near the Normandy, the light noise emanating from it has him curious if the Privateer it belongs to is nearby, and against his better judgement begins to see if he can't find them outside the ship. ]
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So far, all he's really learning is that there are a lot of differences from ship to ship, all of which seem to vary drastically depending on personal preference. He pauses near the Normandy, the light noise emanating from it has him curious if the Privateer it belongs to is nearby, and against his better judgement begins to see if he can't find them outside the ship. ]