[...And then the entire tone of the dream seems to shift. Even the air feels softer. Safer.
And the air is no longer rushing past. Instead, they seem to be... floating.]
So it seems.
[She relaxes her own grip as he does, suddenly acutely aware of how close they are. After a moment of awkward silence, one of those rare moments when she's at a loss for what to say, she finally manages-]
2/2
And the air is no longer rushing past. Instead, they seem to be... floating.]
So it seems.
[She relaxes her own grip as he does, suddenly acutely aware of how close they are. After a moment of awkward silence, one of those rare moments when she's at a loss for what to say, she finally manages-]
...you're flying.
[-an incredibly insightful observation.]