"I, uh..." there was something akin to a 'thanks' that Kid seems to have muttered or maybe it was an 'of course', but the gifted scarf offers a hiding place for those burning cheeks at Serge's comment. She quickly finds a seat on the aircraft and buckles herself in, this time much more prepared for whatever awaits them on the other side.

Vaikuntha's Serge wasn't wrong either— the other Serge definitely had things rough.

She feels like an old hat at this now, securing her harness and making sure everything was in one piece and connected, before nodding at her own work, and turning to the nearest person beside her— "Need some help with that, mate?"