Chris was thankful he caught the distressed cry. He jumped over a bit of magma and twisted in the air, catching Cassie and the ring. He eyed the ring a bit, looking briefly like a neanderthal. He had to stop momentarily, flipping a pocket on his tactical vest open for Cassie to ride in as he tried several fingers to get the ring on, finally pulling off one of the fingerless gloves he wore to shove the ring onto his pinky.

He felt a little odd, but the thing seemed to automatically lift him off the ground, though he had no idea as to how he was doing it. "Hope you don't need it back soon... may even need to amputate my finger to get it back... but first thing's first..."

He turned back to the end of the hall, and flew rather crookedly off the way he was going when he turned to catch Cassie.