The kittens are already emerging from piles of clothing.

Sam is much better at finding the target, but the two cats might be able to gang up on her somehow.

Namely by jumping down at her from the trees.

Sam dodges and is slowed down from her hunt. Two against one is a staggering force to resist, but she will prevail! Through the power of will (and being faster in straight lines)!

Is turning back and forth very fast cheating?

Nope, but Sam apparently thinks it's a bad strategy, she refrains from copying their idea.

The Zeke kitten tries to cover her eyes with his paws!

She's big enough and good enough at smelling that he probably can't stay there long enough to stop her.

He's thrown off and reverts to vampire form, giggling.

But the two-against-one advantage is, ultimately, insurmountable and the twins win. "That was fun!"

"I haven't felt so....Lilithian in years."

"I know what you mean!"

"Your mum's fun."

"I know, she's probably one of the best mums, even when she's strict."

"Wolves are fun in general."

"Aww, thanks! If we can actually get there, Australia will be fun."

"High adventure awaits!"

Meanwhile, Teddy is adventurously peering into the insides of a pressure pump and clucking disapprovingly at the gunk. "Do you realize you need to clean these?" He asks the tour guide.

"Custom inspectors are not judgemental folk," he says surlily. 

"I'm trusting this ship and my associates are paying you well. Plus I'm doing you a favor. This pump will last for ten years instead of four once you start to clean it properly. And the contamination is destroying your O-ring seals - I can get new ones if I know how many you need. I'm guessing you lose performance on the hydraulics this feeds after a couple hours?"

"....On occasion," he admits reluctantly.

"Thought so. I worked for Harland and Wolfe, you know. The ones who won the Regal class cruiser contract for the Navy. Not quite as young as I look. This is a solid ship overall, she just needs to be cared for properly."

He nods. "If you're as good as you say, we might be willing to let your friend keep some of her money at the end of this."

"I haven't got anything left to do out there. After this I think I'd like to meet your engineers, or whoever does most of the mechanical work anyway, and start planning."

"Fair enough."

He leads him to a deeply stressed out looking old man, trying to get a boiler to cooperate. 

"Hey, Fred. Kid says he's an engineer."

The old fella grunts. 

"He'll be helping out round here, ya get me?"

Another grunt, and a scowl.