I may be a little biased, but... yes, I agree. [But really, how could it not be? Ethlyn's used it to bring people she cares for back from injuries both superficial and grievous more times than she can count.] I'm quite lucky that I came through with it.

[time vortex manipulator.

tin can with wings.

around the globe.]

Your science... [goodness. uh. how does she even begin to envision this... Ethlyn is picturing the airport machines as a very literal example of Clara's description, like a great bird made out of armor flapping through the sky....] ...It all sounds... considerably beyond what I know.