“Guys, it’s not what it looks like! It’s just a video game we Humans play sometimes back home!” You attempt to explain in futility, as the rest of the crew are getting more convinced you’re an undercover military elite, rather than the ship’s engineer.
“What do you MEAN you humans play video games back home. For what? For FUN? You sick son-of-a-glitch, I am a survivor of over a hundred microcycles under the MCP, and I am no longer trusting ANY of the repairs you do on this Solar Sailer”