Snatching the bag up and walking back, Cloud squats down as he puts the back close by Pidge's shoulder, frowning at the exposed systems. They don't make any sense to him, by far more complicated than a regular engine (which he hasn't had a chance to take a peek at yet, anyway), but she seems to at least know enough what she's doing to get some sort of result.

... Even if it's not working yet.

"Here. It's... passed now, though, hasn't it?" Cloud pauses, glancing up, and then shakes his head, hesitating before he adds, "the storm, I mean..."

Not that he gets, exactly, what sort of storm it was, or what it did, but it's stranded them here for now - that's easy enough to understand.