Poe wasn't much longer - the sound of the A-Wing zipping through the atmosphere arriving far before the sight of it did, zipping in along over the trees. He did a lap around the compound before he lowered the ship - the grass rippling around it as it landed. With a loud woosh, the engines powered down, and Poe popped the cockpit open, grinning, pulling his helmet off. His hair was slightly matted to his forehead, and he put the helmet down on the seat before climbing out.