[He swears under his breath, shaking his head to clear it.]

It's not magic.

[It's really just splitting hairs, but he wants to make that point clear.

He glances around, gears turning in his head as his expression seems to sharpen.]

The other announcements were automated, so they must not be prepared for this... There's a hallway through there, we might be able to see what's going on through the windows, but the cockpit's bound to be crawling with androids.

[Probably not steering the ship, but definitely encouraging passengers not to go fucking around in there.]