After a while, Khalida comes back with a genuine smile. 

Sorcha's eyebrows raise and she pats his hand when they lift off. When the craft lurches forward, she lets out a high pitched squeal as she shoots out of her chair into the seat in front of her. She growls at the back of the chair she'd bumped into. 

Asa smiles and puts her hand on his. "Good. Looks like you'll lead the way."