"She's probably a barrel racer compared to Gipsy," he chuckles, moving in closer. It's not every day that a woman asks him to hop into her aircraft, and it's not every day that Raleigh would actually want to. He's still getting a read on Faye, but she's unafraid and open - both qualities he can respect.

Circling his way around the ship, he finally puts his hand on a panel, curious about the metal and regarding it carefully before he tilts back his head to look up at Faye. "Permission to come aboard?"