He grinned. She /had/ said she wanted him out to get some air. Getting up in the air would be perfect. "As long as you keep your cell on you, I'll follow the signal."
He didn't know whether the old guy understood English the way Misha spoke it, but he tried anyway. "Don't worry, we'll help." He grinned at the guy and dashed off to the living quarters.
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