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“Empath,” she replied, checking the airspace overhead. It was clear, so she took the two of them up, and up some more, until they were hovering at the height of some of the taller skyscrapers. “Look around, Arthur. Look at the glory of the world!”

He looked around and saw that everything looked tiny. The view was breathtaking. “Wow. It’s amazing up here.”

“Want to go farther up?” Summer’s answering smile was full of laughter.

“Sure. Why not.”

No slow, easy ascent this time; she tapped the emotion she’d locked away from Arthur and fairly blasted them upwards, motion-generated breeze stripping her hair back from her face. Far above the city she halted, spinning slowly in the cooler air at that height.

“So. How’s this for wish fulfillment, Arthur king?” She laughed a little, looking right into his eyes. “Aught else you want?”

He smiled and looked at her. “This is amazing. I can’t think of anything else.” Arthur looked back down at the city. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him. 

“Arthur, c’n I ask you something?”