"Where in the did you get this ship?" Kevin asked. "It's like nothing I've ever seen, and even though I don't have much experience, I've seen a bunch of different types of ships before. But this is completely different."

The unicorn colt stood on the stool from the pantry which he had set up beside Scootaloo's pilot chair; after the pegasus had refused to give up her seat, Kevin had been forced to retrieve it from below so he had somewhere to sit. He was leaning across so he could get a better look.

"Um... that's none of your business...?" Scootaloo grinned.

"Okay, Tangerine, but you'll have to tell me eventually."

"How come?"

"I don't know much about the ship, but it looks like it's in a pretty bad state. It'll need repairs soon and the best place to get those repairs'll be where you got it from."

Scootaloo sighed. "That's... not exactly an option."

Kevin raised an eyebrow. "Are you allergic to making sense or something? Sheesh... it's like you feed off of making things all mysterious."

Scootaloo stuck out her tongue. "It's not like you've told me anything either! That stallion Tank told me that you were a stowaway on their ship... how come?"

Kevin turned away. "It's... erm, it's a long story."

"We have lots of time..." Scootaloo said, hoping that the line worked as well in real life as it did in the books. Kevin, however, didn't turn back towards.

"Nah, seriously, I don't wanna talk about it right now. Maybe I'll tell you the details later, but what's important is that I don't really have anywhere... anywhere to go back to anymore."

Scootaloo put a hoof on his shoulder. "That's okay... you don't have to tell me any more than you want to. I know what you mean... I don't really have anything to go back to either."

Kevin turned his head back to look at her. "Heh... we're all in this together, I guess."

"I guess so," Scootaloo replied with a nod. "Now... let's figure out where we're going to go."