T’charrl really didn’t want to burden the others with flying this thing when they already had all of their own concerns or looked like they might not manage it. He didn’t want any of them worrying that they might not understand the controls or if their language was being used specifically in the instructions, meaning they would have a hard enough time figuring out if something went wrong. There was always a great possibility of the worst happening, but he would try and make sure none of it did. The airship was fitted for Kaesstrian flight and he was the only other Kaesstrian that wasn’t a guest so he would have to do it, frowning when Katas decided to make a fuss over it. “Uhh, don’t mention the travel thing?” he muttered, giving a glance to the musician. Not everyone knew that he had gone to Space and he didn’t really want the guy to be fussing over him upon that knowledge or falling into disbelief that he went. There was always going to be one non-believer, but he really didn’t want it to start up anything that might sound like lying. Letting out a sigh he looked to the door, watching the ramp curiously before slowly following after Katas. The instructions sounded easy enough, but looking at the machine he had no idea how it might handle. “I won’t go too fast. If we go too fast we might fall to the ground faster than we can escape”, he sighed, shaking his head, “I won’t screw it up. I can’t screw up this as well, you know…”

Shu was rather curious over the large contraption, staring up at the strange beast he squeaked when the door opened, watching as the ramp popped out of it too. He didn’t know what this machine was but it was a vehicle like everyone was saying, still making him feel nervous. If something bad happened then he didn’t know what he’d do, but then again he was probably going to be able to blame his tiredness if that happened. Frowning, he looked to Takeshi when he spoke to him, his eyes soon looking around again to see the inside of the airship. He didn’t know what to make of it only that it was a flying box this time, not one with wheels. “Ooh, okay…” he squeaked, slowly climbing off Takeshi and slowly walking around, staring at the seats at first before looking around at the roof and walls. He kept his hands close to his chest as if for comfort as he investigated, his feet shuffling and his tail low. He didn’t know if it was going to be safe and would probably have to see how it handled in the air, his eyes going to T’charrl upon knowing he was going to be the one piloting it. “…Maybe…it’ll be okay for me…” he spoke lowly, looking back to Takeshi, “I still want you near me, if that’s okay…”