When Skye stepped onto the deck of the ship, she took in a deep breath of crisp air. It was warm in the sun, but chilly in any shade: just the way she liked it. Tidas, on the other hand; hated flying whenever it was the least bit cold.
The higher into the sky one went, the colder the air became. And when he factored in the fact that Skye and Zazzy both loved to go fast..
"Why do I have to go again?" Tidas asked as he followed behind his wife onto the deck.
The difference between the darkness of the ship and the brightness of the sun had caused Tidas' eyes to blank out at first. He rubbed at them right after he'd finished speaking, so he didn't see his wife stifle a giggle before saying; "This is why, ya silly man.."
