To be fair, he does have nearly two months on her for taking it in stride. And someone he cares about here, which makes it easier to want things to work.

At her invite, he sits nearby, swinging his legs down to match. There's a thrill at being so high up, so close to the fall. He'll have to be careful since there is no healing magic and he can't call his bike like he could at home. It's still pleasant.

"An airship is a large...vehicle, I suppose, that navigates the skies. Mine had bedrooms, a study, a kitchen, and a dining area as well, though was still a relatively small vessel. Some are like small cities."

Balthier is dressed of this world today, in a fitted tan sweater and loose black harem pants, but in his closet there is an intricate armored cloth, a holster for a gun, and boots that are more akin to Diana's clothes. "Alas, I have not. Strangers in a strange place, then."