He leans his lower back on Haruto's shoulders. Well, his butt, really. At least Oriko and Haruto seem to be getting along, not that he's worried about Haruto making nice with civilians. He sips a long hot drag of tea.

"Well, I guess I don't know much about the whole thing, but if havin' a ship like that can make things a little easier for all of us, I hope it still works." He mumbles. "I mean, maybe if we got something like that on our side, we can get through this whole thing faster and get back home to deal with our own stuff."

Then Haruto leans forward and, leaning on his back, Nitoh slips ass-first into the space between the back of the couch and the back of the Haruto. "Whoa!!" he exclaims, glad he's drunk a little bit of the tea and it's not spilling all over everything as he slides.