[ Hilda has really yet to see a shit-eating grin on Rocket's face before this moment, but she's seen it enough times on others (and herself) to know that there's probably some deep level of satisfaction running through that tiny body of his. It's hard not to smile at Mogwry's expense - but there's definitely the hints of it in her eyes if Rocket looks closely enough.

Thankfully Mogwry can't see it and continues to struggle for a short time in Hilda's grasp until he droops a little bit, tired from the exertion. ]

You've never built one before? [ There's surprise in her voice. ] I thought that you would have at least once or twice with how quickly you're putting everything together.

[ Everyone has to start somewhere though, right? ]

What's the one thing you've always wanted on a spaceship? And is it spray bottles to hunt down giant bees in space?