Grimacing, Cal turned around to rinse out her mug.  “Aye.  'E is.  An' there were a time 'e could.  'E han't got used ta me no' bucklin' under.  'E's stuck in 'is ways 'e is.  Problem bein' 'e's got tha muscle round 'im to keep 'im stuck in 'is ways.” Finishing her washing up she dried her hands off on her pants.  “Gotta chat wi' Ari 'fore I set it ta 'urry 'long.  Yer welcome ta sit in an' I ken teach ya tha basics o' flyin.”