Kasey glanced, annoyed, at Marion, and ignored her barb. "We are just south of the city of Second Light, Siena, about 200 kilometers east of First Dawn... without knowing where you were captured, I can't really give you an idea how far you are from there, and that might make it hard to find your father, but..."<br/><br/>As he got into the driver's seat of the flyer, he continued the sentence, "Marion has some connections that might be able to make contact with the Catkin Tribes, to some degree." He looked over, frowning as he thought. "If what Bengal said was true, or at least close to true, then some careful political discussion might get a message to your father, indirectly at least."<br/><br/>He buckled his seat and waited for the ladies to get suitably situated. "Have you flown in a Flyer like this before, Siena?" he asked after a moment. "It can be a bit dizzying if you're not used to it."