Well, if there'd been any tension there, it dissipates easily enough once Harlock launches into his explanation. He's clearly got Donnie's interest, the turtle once again leaning over the table as he looks intently at the man, trying to soak in every single word.

A lot of it doesn't make sense, but he feels that it's mostly because of the technical aspects. Different components, different methods of energy distribution. His eyes widen as he hangs on Harlock's every word, watching the gestures as his mind tries to fill in the imagery that would go with it.

"Whoa...."