Griffie is checking on the Winterbite Mint, harvesting shears out.
Cornelia taps her tablet a fair bit, until with a barely there, but still present, lurch it becomes obvious that Griffith's current on-ship quarantine location is actually mobile!
The quarantine box had been moved to an airlock from its location of construction and connected to it in preparation for Griffith's arrival, and until now kept there in case for some reason they urgently wanted Griffith off the ship.
However, at this point, they are now willing to move the box on its track away from the airlock and towards an area designed for working with and studying the potential electrical hazards the strange plant creature claimed to be able to create.
Huh, that's an interesting method of going to the lightning tests room. Griffie wonders how many other places there's track to.
The room for testing electrical hazards is long and skinny, and its entryway has a system for locking to the quarantine box, to prevent air exchange with the rest of the ship. Railgun-like tracks made of different alloys go through the air. The walls are festooned with mobile panels with metal rods in ones and twos sticking out of them, pointing towards the center of the room. On the floor are tripods supporting various sensors.
Cornelia appears on a large screen on the wall of the room as the seal forms between the main quarantine chamber and the testing room.
"All right Griffith, how much electricity can we test today?"
"I have an 'Aggressive Thundercloud' … don't worry, it's not actually aggressive, it isn't agentic and it follows my directives. It'll last for less than a minute when I cast it. That's the 5-foot sphere. And 'Call Lightning', which I see this room is tall enough for. It'll let me produce up to 8 bolts during an 8-minute period."
"How about we start with the sphere. I'm going to arrange some things, and then you will send it through the track I describe so we can get a variety of data. How fast can it move, and what is the discharge pattern like?"
"If you want a bunch of discharges as far apart as possible without compromising speed, place the objects twenty feet apart, and it will alternate between moving and discharging. And keep the whole track within 150 feet of me if you want me to be confident about fine control. Oh, and avoid creating significant wind."
"How many stops do you think we can fit in?"
"Eight at most."
Cornelia taps on her tablet for a bit, and various tracks, panels, and tripods move about, creating a course to the specifications.
"All right. You can navigate it through this?"
"Yes, that looks good."
"Go ahead when ready then."
Griffie evokes an artificial thundercloud and steers it through the course.
Cornelia watches, alternating between looking at her tablet and looking at the cloud.
"Got the data. Give me a bit to process it, and then I expect we will move on to your other spell."
"Alright. Hopefully this won't be as concerning as the elemental fire?"
Cornelia nods, mostly focused on her tablet.
After a few moments, Griffie starts watching a gardening show on their tablet, to see what the local traditions are like.
Local gardening traditions are apparently heavily focused on ornament as opposed to consumption, featuring plants with a remarkable array of shapes and colors, as well as enhanced capacity to react to humanoids in a way harmless to both parties, like plants that flinch from touch but less costly. Irrigation via ground-level small tubes connected to moisture sensors is common. Indoor gardens tend towards black-leaved plants, either mercurial or copying the mercurial-plant adaptation. People have engineered black-leaved succulents for the particularly inattentive gardener.
It looks like recreational gardening has been disentangled from food production. Probably a sign of wealth. As is the design and at-scale distribution of this much advanced technology for entirely recreational purposes.
Eventually, Cornelia switches from just looking at her tablet to manipulating the testing room again, setting up various vertical tracks with various strange devices on them and panels near them.
After finishing setup, Cornelia asks "Are you ready for the next tests?"
Griffie pauses the show and sets down the tablet.
"I'm ready when you are."
"OK, see the groupings of long vertical rods? Send the vertical lightning through as close to the center of each of the groups as you can."
"Do you care how long it is between bolts?"
"No, each is a separate system."