Nero
"So you're a stowaway?" he asked rhetorically. "Look, you do realize what this ship is, right? Just because you're a child doesn't save you from all of the consequences of intruding upon a ship of high importance such as this." of course, this was the civilian ship, so odds are that a child wouldn't get anything more than a severe tonguelashing at worst. And Nero wasn't the kind to yell at children, truthfully. The older man sighed and turned around to retrieve the 'blueprints' she had. Obviously, he was expecting some lackluster drawing by a child, like anyone would. He opened up the blue cabinet, next to the gray, and looked at the pictures.
"..."
He looked up at her.
"..."
He looked back down to the paper.
"...what?"
He managed but a single word. Did she steal these? This looked legitimately like a real blueprint for whatever these things were. The words used and how they were used were much more complex than any child could possibly hope to mimic. Honestly, they made Nero wonder if he should redo science class, just because some of the words used weren't in his vocabulary. Sure, he wasn't a scientist, but he wasn't ignorant either. "Where... did you get these?" he asked, dumbfoundedly.