"Fuzakeru na," he drawls lazily. A familiar enough insult at this point, it's the tried and true fuck off. It really lacks the tone that would have shown real offense though. In contrast, Titania is thanked accordingly.

He probably wouldn't have touched this thing when he arrived here five months ago. It had been a long time since he'd really had the freedom to play around with a regular vehicle, let alone futuristic ones not yet invented for his Earth. He normally would be worried about sniper fire. But as it turns out, no one cares who he is here and he's had absolutely nothing better to do for months. He prefers ground vehicles for the nostalgia and comfort but hovers are common in Sumarlok, they get brought to his garage now. No choice but to have some idea of what he's doing.

"I'll bring it back in one piece," he promises cheerfully. He's even relatively sure of that, although he will definitely have to see what kind of top speed he can coax out of her. Goodbye Shaxx, go talk to the mechanics or something.