Daryl moved quickly through the forest. Both ships had dropped down at least a half-hour's run (if not further) from the city. It was hard to judge with the downpour.

When he spoke again, his voice was quieter. He had to keep it low just in case, "Safer to stay in there and let me get to you. Drier, too. I'm already on my way."

Though he couldn't exactly stop her from climbing out if she wanted to. He just hoped she stayed put.