Not far. [And he's not wasting any more fuel than necessary, so they're stopping wherever the tree line ends - and that's dictated by the other demons trying to snatch at them in the air. Luckily, ODM is fast, and Armin is adept.]

We're going to try to make it past the treeline there ahead. Hold on as tightly as you can. [The boy is oddly calm, given the circumstances. Armin can't help but wonder if he'd truly have been able to handle himself without help. Maybe he has experience with this sort of thing, or maybe he's just hard to shake.]

Are you alright?