The pod remained silent. The dark one and Kishin didn't seem to be doing anything, so Strygwyr approached and half-heartedly kicked the canister with a dog paw. If that didn't cause any reaction, then the canister, or whatever it was, wasn't a threat, and he'd be wandering off, back to their travels. 

Mithias flapped a few times, but then it didn't seem necessary anymore. The base around them was finally dissolved into a thick wind. Spotting a large, flat chunk of floating rock, Mithais decided to try to "land" on it. At least having something beneath their feet would seem more normal and give them a reference point. "Talk to me. Drac, you seem sure of yourself. Do you have any ide how far we are from... well, maybe from the Coffee Lounge?"