Cino couldn't help but roll his eyes at the normal reaction to his un-named ship. Most captains named their ships, except him. He was the exception to this rule. While every ship had its history, it was still just a piece of machinery. There was nothing special to any of the ships at all, probably why he never named any of the ones he had flown himself. "I fly on different ships quite often, so I don't bother naming them." He shrugged simply as he took another few bites from his dish of food. He found it funny how the girl seemed to look like she had seen food for the first time.

She really did have a hard time getting around here in Luca. Apparently she was a bit of a traveler if she wanted to see what was on the ground. The sky was quite nice, however he also had to admit it did get dull looking at the same clouds all the time. The night time star gazing helped to alleviate the boredom most of the time though for him. Perhaps he'd take her out on the deck to see it some time. Cino clasped his hands together as he listented to Kiriku's story.

Most Al Bhed found it hard to gain a living if they weren't welcome. Their services were good, however religion got in the way for the most part. The warm food now in his stomach calmed him down now as he looked out through a nearby window. It was rather calm outside. "So Kiriku...how about you show me what you can do with Machina?" He raised an eyebrow suggesting to work on the ship. He was curious to see how good she actually was. It would be useful to have someone around that was good at Machina and not just airships, although he was especially good at the mechanics nonetheless.

((Sorry, sorry sorry!))

His explantion to not naming his ship should have been enough to satisfy her curiousity. Obviously her attempt to school her surprise had failed in epic proportions and he'd seen right through her. And while his answer was completely clear and made perfect sense, Kiriku was still compelled to asked questions. "But this ship - the one you landed - that's yours right? So why not name it? I mean... its your ship. And its good to name ships. Its meant to give them luck or something." She was sur she was pushing her luck asking about it, but it just wasn't normal! A ship without a name. And the captain so unconcerned with naming it.

Quietly continuing to inhale her food - living in the slums you learnt to eat quickly and with as little notice as possible, as it wasn't unusual for food to be stolen from your mouth if you were slow - Kiriku sat in relative silence while they both finished eating. Hearing his question she glanced up and noticed the cocky eyebrow raise. Was he challenging her?

He was doubting her skills? He was challenging her to show him what she could do with Machina. A part of her felt insulted by this. But that quickly disappeared and became determination. "Fine." She nodded, planting her hands on the table, "take me to your ship, I'll tell you what needs fixing and fix it for you. Then we'll see if you're so damn cocky."

(I haven't checked back for a while to. Equally my fault as well.)

Cino simply shook his head slighlty as he took another drink from his glass. Setting it down satisfied, his gaze fell upon the girl as she finished her food. She ate it rather quickly compared to him. "So...if you think its so bad, name it yourself." He simply stated as he brushed a few strands of hair out of his eyes. He really didn't care what the name of the ship was to be honest.

She seemed incredibly determined and perhaps a bit ticked off now. She seemingnly wanted to show him what she could do with machina now. "Ah, I like that spirit." He smiled as he waved down the waitress. The smilling girl came over setting down a piece of paper before taking off again. Cino took the paper and glanced at it for a moment before pulling out the appropriate amount of money and leaving it on the table. "Come on then." Cino rose from the table waiting for his new found crew member.