Six slowed his pace, keeping slightly ahead of the behemoth and pilot, but still hovering near them. It was ... strange. The Dawn was strange. He didn't have another word for it. He figured once Hark was with him, it'd even out more for the spy--right now he was a green among people he didn't know, doing mission parts that he wasn't used to, and it'd be jolting for anyone. He turned when Hay called for the other, and stopped fully.
"If he wants to go help look for Varus, I s'pose he can. Taerys is quick, she'll be back with us soon enough I'm sure." He cracked a slight grin under his mask that couldn't be seen--but the humour could still be picked up in the shrug of his shoulders, lazy toss of his limbs. "Jack gets mad, just point 'er at me."