Jogging onto the bridge after the other two, Tidus peered over Rinoa's shoulder to study the map. It didn't look that complicated - though he'd probably have to look at it later. He had a good visual memory, but it wasn't instant.

"Okay, so... how does this thing fly, anyway? What do we have to turn on or off or whatever?"

With some decent maps, he could probably steer them back - might have to, since he was starting to doubt many of the people with them had experience with boats and the ocean. But they needed to get the thing moving, first.