Telaliel shook out her hair after the flight massaging her scalp for a moment as she considered the tech a moment, then glanced back to him.  "My guidance system registered them as small mountains.  Overhead mountains.  My concern at the moment is doing whatever we can to save the city, later we can worry about sensors packages that register ships as mountains."  She pivoted on her heel, gesturing to some of the crew, "and would you mind pulling my melissevarya out of the orni and finding her somewhere to rest.  I fear my flying is somewhat hard on her."  She gave the crew a wan sort of smile and turned toward the control station to see what was going on and trying to organize the chaos as best she could.