If they other had been dodging more between the rows of buildings, up and over, he could have easily been lost. Kirk knew the city pretty well, but his options were limited when it came to his hover bike in terms of ways to go. Up was not really one of them, and he was generally restricted to left and right.

He flashed the other an equally toothy grin. "Have to work harder than that to shake me."

There's a brief moment of hesitation, if only because there was exactly only person Kirk allowed to carry him about in Proles, and Caine was not that person. But, it meant he could get a ride on those boots... worth it. He moved the bike into a better position and took out the keys, sliding them into the inside pocket of his riding jacket before zipping it up.

"If you drop me..." he warned, coming back to Caine, preparing to piggyback.