Daliq didn't hear the shout due to the loud rubble of the engines but he could see a large group outside the window, but that had not (as of yet) noticed him. So he headed up, at a fair pace, to the deck. He upholstered his pistol while he was just out of sight, checked it was loaded and then held it behind his back with his left hand, his right lay resting in the hilt of his blade. "Oi, Master Garret, are these more of are crew or 'r they just here to soak in the sight of our ship, sah?" He asked, know neither of thise were likely answers as he walked steadily towards the port-side of the ship where the gangplank lay. He knew that he could get away, but he didn't know if the cackle of women which was to be their crew could handle themselves, let alone hold them off on the far side of the void while he went to sever their ties to the dock. He wasn't worried about the engines so long as the ship could either drop or gain in altitude fast, he could get the rotors spinning later.