"Same here!" said Jr. If he'd noticed her spots (he had), he wasn't asking about them. Because reasons.

"Me? The Kukai Foundation. Although I guess I spend most of my time on the Durandal." He peered over at the replicator. "So it's voice-activated, huh? I'd like a... hmm. Grilled cheese sandwich with tomato soup!"

If he'd been hoping to trip up the machine, however, it didn't work. His request appeared just as ordered. "Man, I know they're coming up with new applications for transport technology all the time, but I've never heard of a prototype that can cook for you."