Gritting his teeth, Jaxun spoke slowly, “We…are not…going…to crash.” Clearly struggling to regain control, he fell silent. After breaking atmo, they were in the centre of a raging storm, so stabilizing was not as simple as it should be.
“Well, you’d better not!” Gannon raised his voice out of fear rather than aggression, but it was hard to notice a difference.
“Because yelling at the pilot is helpful…” Dela muttered in a threatening tone through her clenched jaw. Even though she was bracing herself with her eyes closed, Gannon’s mouth snapped shut. There was an eerie calm on her face and it served well enough to put him in his place.
Had Jaxun not been so focused, he would have smirked at the little scene.
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