Alina laughed, "This was three rooms. I knocked through. Or rather, my parents did, when I first started big projects like this."
She carefully pushed a table holding several aged manuscripts into a corner, and followed it with another table, this almost covered in stacks of blueprints.
"There. Now we have some room." she said, rummaging through the blueprints and finally bringing one out with a triumphant smile. "Here's what it has to look like."
The blueprint showed the small craft in good detail.
(I think I might just draw what it's meant to look like)