"How did they see outside of the thing? Windows?"

Vax hadn't really seen something so advanced before. He runs a hand through his hair, trying to imagine it. His mind really thinks up something like a bathtub with wings and holes cut out of it. His expression screws up more. He doubts that is remotely what Noctis had imagined.

Then, he glances sideways, and flashes a grin at him. "Don't shoot the messenger. It had to be pointed out." He looks down. "This seems pretty secure, though. We should be fine. Unless we get sky pirates."