The man working on the engine noted the new arrival, but did not enquire. While his stomach recoiled at the thought of the abhuman, she was not his concern. He slowly removed each fan blade, slipping them back into place. He slammed the cover closed on the engine, and pulled some temporary seals on the two holes. He stood then, and properly examined the group. Hearing the arbiter, he moved to slide off the wing, and began surrepitously brushing his uniform down.