"I got 'im!" Wil announced, coming back out of the door and already reaching for him. Honestly, he was a little abashed that he'd momentarily forgotten the guy. Getting his airship back was probably the best haul possible in the circumstances and he was bound to forget some things.
But now that he was back, the guy did look a little beat up. By a single flan, though? Maybe they just paired the morons with the stronger guards for balance. Siana looked like she could take out a few flans by herself if she had to. "C'mon gang!" He called to the others, getting Pritchard up with a small groan now that he himself was hurt. "We're gonna miss supper."