[Natalia responds with a simple bob of her head before stepping forward. She grasps the wheel lightly in her gloved hands, her gaze skimming over the horizon to ensure there aren't any errant mountains or trees springing up in front of her before further examining the controls.]

Well! I see I've mastered flying in a straight line.

[She chuckles.]

I trust turning the wheel right and left steers the ship accordingly?