He ain't been piloting for as long as he has to do a shit landing, especially when he's got precious cargo along for the ride with him. And she is: she brings him pie, for fuck's sake. No one brings him stuff. So he sets Shin-Ra Three down nice and soft, like landing on a friggin' cloud.

Then he turns to her and smiles, takes off the headset -- finally -- and helps her off with hers, and the seatbelt. "All right, there, Charlie. You stay put till I open your door. No gettin' out on your own." She might already be dead but he doesn't want to see her die all over again. Odds are she'd be just fine -- this is a big helicopter -- but still. So he gathers up his few things and opens the door and hops out, then makes his way around to her side and opens the door, motions for her to keep her head down, and helps her down and out.

First thing he always notices here is that blast of heat, and it's a big friggin' contrast to the Northern continent and the crater there.

Once they're away from the helicopter and down off the landing pad, he lets go of her hand. "Welcome to the tropics. Charlie." And just 'cause, he gives her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Town's this way."