Gamoran sat with his seatbelt on tight.  He did not seem overly bothered by the turbulence, but he was irritated that he could do little to help at the moment.  He couldn't fly, after all and so all he could do was remain seated and allow Storm to do her thing.  He did look back as she launched herself out the back and smiled, impressed by the power that was at the chocolate-skinned goddess' disposal.  He craned his neck, watching as she vanished into the stormy atmosphere, finally looking forward again once she was out of sight.  He raised a brow and spoke to Logan as he was told to bail out... nodding and unbuckling himself, steadily getting to his feet, his hair blowing about in the wind.<br/><br/><strong>"Do we have a landing point or are we simply bailing out in anticipation being shot down?"</strong>