Harry gave her a half-shrug. "What can I say? I'm a sucker for blade-wielding non-damsels who fall out of the sky."
His glance shot towards her when she gripped the seat. "It's alright," he said. "That's just the engine. It actually started this time. Just put on your seat belt and it'll be fine." Did she know about seat belts? He pointed at the strip of nylon and metal. "Pull that bit over yourself, and buckle it in on this side." He buckled his own, by way of demonstration. And, you know, safety.