“But I'm... How can I... No hand, no visual sensor, humongous landing gear... Are those supposed to be my feet?"
" Well, no. It's supposed to be landing gear."
"Oh, what's become of me? I'm hideous!"
"Now hold on just a minute there, Miss disembodied voice." Throne strode into the engine room and crossed his arms. "What do you mean 'hideous'?"
"Who's that? Who's speaking?"
"I am Captain Carswell Thorne, the owner of this fine ship and I will not stand to have her insulted in my presence!" Cinder rolled her eyes.
"Captain Carswell Thorne?"
"That's right."
A brief silence, "My net search is finding only Cadet Carswell Thorne."
"That's him." Said Cinder
Another silence as the heat in the engine room rose. "You're rather handsome, Captain"
"And you my fine lady, are the most gorgeous ship in these skies, and don't let anyone tell you other wise."
"Iko, are you intentionally blushing?"
"But am I really pretty? Even as a ship?"
"The prettiest.”