Dirk had had surprisingly good luck when it came to getting people to agree to be his crew. Well. Good could certainly be debatable, considering the types he kept picking up. It was complicated and honestly he's been mildly concerned on just how all of them will get along when it's all said and done. He'd gotten only a little sleep in the past couple of days, but that didn't bother him at all. Despite renting a room in the in, it was only used to put the few basic supplies he's already gathered. Left there with Sawtooth instead of in his sylladex so the bot could have them if anyone came to the Inn looking for his room.

Despite knowing that he had members of his crew that asked, or in a certain someone's case demanded to check out ships with him, it never hurts to just browse through and debate the pros and cons of different models and their varying amenities.

There's nothing really eye catching about Dirk himself, aside from his strange sunglasses, just the fact of a sixteen year old boy floating in the air to get a better look at the ships. He notices Tsukuyo approach, but doesn't make it too obvious other than a glance in her direction to see just what the chick's up to.