"It's fine! I'm a professional!" says the overconfident fourteen-year old who hasn't nearly been told enough that he can't or shouldn't. He bounces on his feet as he comes up to the ship and finds it opening up for him, scurrying inside even before it's opened all the way.

His behavior isn't very professional but he's too busy geeking out about being inside an actual spaceship. Donnie nearly trips over one of the lines of piping going along the floor in his eagerness, not that being thrown flat against the wall seems to deter his excitement any. He seems perfectly happy being able to nuzzle the cold metal and run his hands over the exposed framework. Prying himself away finally, he starts taking in the rest of the main corridor as he works his way towards the cockpit.