Isaac's eyes just watched his right hand as he slide over the top of the chair. It was cold and metallic, but it was common in ships. With the tip of his tongue protruding slightly he ran over his drying lips drying to revitalize them with some moisture. After a while Isaac noticed that the corners of his lips were slightly turned up, and when he wondered why he realized it was from the girls remark of him being something like a teacher.
"I suppose..." Isaac said trailing off as he looked out the window before him "But there will be lessons where words can not suffice. Only experience will do."
Shifting in the chair Isaac started to lean more on his left elbow and the side of his head on the back of his fingers. Things were definitely starting to get interesting, more interesting then they had been previously anyways.