Commander Vuloris definitely seemed like a rather insightful individual. It was comforting to have someone's agreeance with his reasoning, and also disheartening to hear that other wars had plagued the rest of the galaxy. Rss'Kan couldn't even begin to imagine how many worlds there must be who also struggled with such problems, bu he found himself hoping they faired better than Tarr'n. It was a sentiment that felt... odd, but right. He and Atan shared the same purpose for being here, if for slightly different reasons. Serving under him would still be an honor, and Rss'kan hoped to not disappoint. Rss'Kan followed the gesture of the Commander to what were to be his quarters. It was small, with little no no furnishings, but Rss'Kan didn't care. He had called much worse places home, and if he could ever get passed the annoyance of the ship's cool, clean air, he'd have no qualms in living here.
"I shall wait for you out here. When you are settled I shall take you to the Ssoh of the vessel." The Comander's use of Naxik was a little unorthodox, but then again Rss'kan had no idea what the Federation was taught about it. He'd already experienced first-hand more than a few things the Coalition was wrong about several Federation races. "Yess, Ssoh." Rss'Kan nodded on acknowledgement, lumbering through the door with his luggage pack. It was pretty standard, 10x15 with restroom and a what-would-normally-be comfortable fold-away cot. Rss'Kan looked over the back wall where the cot was, taking a quick mental measurement. Tapping the console for his room's controls, the cot slid back into the wall, with Rss'Kan laying his luggage down in it's place. He left satisfied with what he saw, following Commander Vuloris' lead to the Bridge. Atan once again directed the lift to their destination, answering Rss'Kan's unspoken concerns as he did so. "Do not worry about Ssoh Rayne, he is a good man. More accepting than most." While it was pleasing to hear, acceptance wasn't Rss'Kan's only worry.
The Commander stepped off the lift the moment it had arrived, standing at attention before addressing the Captain of the Warhammer. "Captain Rayne, may I present to you Ensign Rss'Kan 's Nssk'Aani, a newly arrived engineer." Rss'Kan rose as high as the ceiling would permit, saluting the man in charge of his future. "Classs-3 Engineer Reporting for Duty, Captain." The word "captain" couldn't help but come out as.... unfamiliar, but practiced. Which might be expected, the word only recently being added to his language.