There's a tall man walking through the bustle of the ship looking distinctly out of place. For one, he's quite enormous for a human, and for another, his clothing doesn't really fit - a dark purple and black robe worn open to reveal a black suit underneath. He's also carrying a thin bit of wood, like a wand of some sort, in one hand, and occasionally he flicks it. The flicks seem to correspond to various obstacles in his path rapidly flying out of the way - perhaps it's some kind of force generator? The man doesn't seem to have any particular purpose, though he also doesn't seem to be meandering aimlessly. More, he just moves through and examines things along the way, curious but not terribly concerned about the goings-on.