You're a teacher. [ well, it makes as much sense as anything else on this ship. Still she can't quite stop the smile curling up the corners of her mouth. ]

You're a teacher who's sneaking into rooms to build a curriculum.

[ she clears her throat to stifle her laugh, but it threads it's way through her voice.]. Excuse me. Ah, yes, this is my room. The librarian's too, as it happens.