Rand takes his lightsaber in hand as Azarl's camper slowly ambles toward the square.
"They have messed it up already," Rand snarls, looking ahead. "Gallador, Haron, we must make ready to abandon the camper. We jump as soon as we reach the square. Azarl, fly in low so as to reduce our fall. It'd be unfortunate if we dropped in only to break our legs."
Now that he has arrived, Galder is going to drop his speeder low as to put him just above the crowd, hopefully so that the turrets are distracted with Xavier and not quite as willing to blow up the crowd of taxed citizens. He will stop his speeder when he gets the best chance to do so and leap clear of it.