The Shadow lets her take her time, circling the plane once to look it over and removing his makeshift chocks from the wheels. There is an air of proprietary pride as he runs a hand along the leading edges of the wings, although this is a fairly standard pre-flight check, should he need that excuse. When she's ready the door is already open, and he gives a slight bow as he helps her in. "Your chariot awaits..."

He seems in good spirits the flight back, and bids her farewell in a quiet corner of the tiny airport, watching her PINpoint home. They both have much to think on, and prepare for.