The metal hand of opportunity

[Geoffacake]

He extends out his metal hand, greeting him with a firm handshake. Zeal stands beside him and only nods with a neutral face, her expressions seem un-noticeable. "Hans, its good to see you. After all this time its good to finally have a proper talk." "Before any exchange in conversation happens, we recommended a tour of our vessel. Did we not?" "Ah yes! Come, we'll show you around for a bit." Walking off, they move through the many corridors of the ship, reaching a large area that seemed to be a plaza or atrium.

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There is a small ambiance in the atrium, two birds occupy the trees, their bodies all black to the chest to wings, a bright yellow beak and an orange pair of feet. A gentle breeze passes through the dark green leaves, and the light feels natural as it is emitted strongly from one side; feels as it was natural.
"Aha~ Beautiful is it not? We call those yellow billed stirlings Sally and Emelie, the crew enjoy feeding them by hand, docile things. Even the tree and plants are real, I'd thought that putting some effort to make this thing really feel... Like.... Like... Zeal?" "Its a simulation reconstruction of an environment normally found at the high end areas of planet-side city apartments. Wind or breeze is generated through the ventilation shafts at optimal speed just below room temperature, simulating a spring time climate at~" "We try out best to make this Indoors feel outside!" "In simple terms, yes." Geoff happily moves along, finding his words, suiting the his little tour walk.