Arthur’s eyes widened when they lifted off the ground. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. He wasn’t able to bring himself to look down. He was actually scared. Truly scared.
“Relax a little. I’ve got you, I won’t let you fall.” Summer tried to make this smile reassuring. “Do you need me to take the fear away?”
Arthur was too scared to even speak. All he could do was nod.
Compared to flying with someone, this was easy. Beyond easy. A tiny thread of calm, weaving in amongst Arthur’s fear, dulling it, cooling it. She locked it up in a little box, not to be released til his feet touched ground again.
Arthur took a deep breath and felt calm. “How did you do that?”
“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?”