He's yanked in, clutched tightly and abruptly to Skyfire's chest and up they go. With all of his strength, he manages at the very least, some upward motion. Up and through the glass, shattering it around them. It tears at skin and clothes, but they sail up and through before starting to drift-

And eventually fall. It's not a long fall, but long enough to scatter them, rolling to a rough stop. The shuttle slides, limp, unmoving after the landing. But they are on the opposite side of the building.

Safe, for now.