Cayde was hunched over, trying to cut down on the potential for wind shear. He gave Tony a nod to keep going, otherwise not looking too bothered by their current stunt, which he felt was still more favorable than a blind jump in hopes of a handhold.

His head jerked in the direction of the sound before he looked back at Tony, urging him to move. Turning to regard the mess of arms and heads poking out of the window, he gave them a shrug before moving on after Tony, trying not to be alarmed at their call to land. That'd be a good and bad thing. It meant their time to find the real troublemaker here was going to be cut shorter.