Daelin only barely noticed Zay's outstretched hand as he careened up. He stretched his own out as he plummeted back down, nearly missing the aid before being caught just over the edge of the caravan. As Zay caught him in his momentum he swung down toward the caravan and plunked right into its side with his shoulder. With his wounded Captain's help he managed to secure a hold and clumsily climb his way back on top. His ears were ringing, he may have been in shock from the proximity of the explosion or mana burst or whatever the hell that was. "Thanks Cap'n". Daelin managed. He held his hands against his temples to try and fight off the headache before more realization hit him. "Marilyn!" He shouted. Daelin stumbled back toward the hatch and fell on his hands and knees. He sat there a hard moment, breathing steadily and trying to recover.

	"Cap'n." He said. He made two loud coughs, waving the smoke in front of his face. "Marilyn was in the brunt of that explosion." He reported. He decided it would be safer to crouch and stayed with one knee on the ground. "Orders, Cap'n?" Daelin asked.