There are advantages to coming from a universe with hundreds of sapient species. Not that Stone isn't striking, or that shapeshifting isn't pretty crazy, but they have shape-changers at home. He's never seen one (that he knows of), but they exist. Frankly, this is far from the strangest thing that's happening right now.

Always desperate to be both busy and useful, Bodhi has thrown himself into handling supplies. He may not understand a lot that's going on, but he understands deliveries. Helping with the loading up, he assumes his best pose of enthusiastic industriousness. "Is there, um, a way that... makes the carrying easier, or..." He has no idea how something that size is flying at all, but just carrying boxes without some kind of rig strikes him as uncomfortable.