“Gotcha. Heading back now,” Nash said into the intercom.
“You two alright?” he asked Cal and Flor as he began to steer the jet back to base.
Tabitha continued holding onto Jack, even as the water tornado died down.
Chiku was also drenched, cowering close to where Connie was.
“Yes, at least it’s gone,” Jericho echoed. “Please try not to throw up on the back of my head.”