The turtlekin can't really see past the railing where he is then, so he'll have to trust Kaitlyn's call on that. But he can hear the heavy artillery fire growing more distant and dimly feel the airship beneath him hum with its usual rhythm, lacking the punctuation of their own weapons being loosed.

He nods, closing his eyes with a sigh. His earlier adrenaline rush is already dwindling, not that he's made much further attempt to get on his feet again. They're on their way back to their base and that's all that really matters. Just give him a bit...

...or not, he might just end up passing out there. Sorry Kait'.