Without a response to his partner, Balthier headed into his airship, his eyes lit up with wonder and a hint of nostalgia. He'd missed this airship far too much and now he was home he was going to make a point of checking over every inch of the craft. It wasn't that he didn't trust Fran, but he trusted himself better when it came to knowing what it was that he wanted and he liked.

He also knew the Strahl better than anyone else and once Fran was on board he cloaked the airship again, heading straight through to the cockpit and sliding into his seat with a fond smile. Starting her up, the purr of the engines brought a smirk out of the smile and he tilted his head to look at his partner. "Well? You've to inform me of exactly what the hell is going on here."