Caitlyn knew she was strange since she was just a kid. From the way others acted, and how they acted around her. She had never gotten along or understood her peers, only an adult on occasion. She'd grown used to being odd.

That's what she had been thinking about as she walked along with Jayce and Vi. Jayce was more of a friend, but Vi was still included, after all, business had to get done. She felt disconnected. And when a 'blimp' was brought up, she quickly chimed in, fingers picking at the holster of her gun.

"Airship, actually. An Airship has a rigid metal hull, it's not a blimp" She tried to smile, because she had been told she could come across rude when she said things out of the blue and looked someone dead in the face. The outcome wasn't really what she'd hoped, especially when she sees their faces. But her small, sad smile persists for a moment longer, then drops.