Cylax shook his head at how accepting this group truly was. It would be so easy for him to overpower Lyna and the hooded man but he was a man of his word. He jumped down off of the building and followed the man he hated with a passion. He looked to the bikes and than back over to his gun arm. Unlike a ship, a bike required both hands or it would end in death for him. He took a few steps back in hesitation before regaining his composure.
"So tell me Skywalker, exactly how am I suppose to drive one of those when I only have one hand free?"