[Fiora assumes the slight pause was caused by confusion or alarm over her appearance, but she's grateful the girl doesn't say anything negative. A cautious smile spreads across her face and she takes a few steps closer to her, walking as fluidly and comfortably as someone made of regular flesh and blood.]

Not really. I've ridden in a few aircraft before, but I'm not some kind of... pilot, or anything.

[That's the short answer. She shifts her weight to one heeled foot and looks back at the totaled ship as she folds her hands behind her back thoughtfully.]

We're lucky we survived. [she looks back at the girl.] I'm guessing you're okay, if you climbed out yourself?