"Uh...a class 2 airship...?"  The taller man glanced at the ship and back at him.

The woman was still suspicious.  "How do we know we can trust you?"

"Val, chill, if they were gonna steal our stuff they probably wouldn't have stopped to chat first."  The taller man put a hand on her shoulder.  "And the ship isn't unoccupied, so we don't have to worry about our cargo."

"Fair enough..."  She picked up her braid to keep it from dragging the ground as she walked over to them.  "You're natives here?"