''Very funny'' he mused as she ducked inside and got her gear. ''All good?'' he asked as she returned, she nodded and he lead them down the hall to the next hangar. His templar was unremarkable, there were thousands like it. But the interior was spotless, as if someone had intentionally cleaned it, and done so regularly. He took her bags, placed them in the hold and returned to the cockpit. ''Alrighty then. Buckle up lass. It should be a fairly short trip.''