"Just looking," he answers quickly, brows raising high for a moment before his brain catches up and they furrow. Was that stupid? Maybe he shouldn't have been looking, but he was. When someone comes storming past you like they're on a mission and heads straight for the ship you've been eye-fucking for twenty minutes it's only natural.

Nothing, might have been the better answer, but it would have been a thin, unnecessary
lie.

Izzy pulls himself up a little more. He's been chewing a bit of resin and spits it to the ground before nodding towards The Ranger.

"Is that your ship?"