"...We should have traveled like this from the start."
Miss Pepondosovich had her eyes closed, just letting what little wind hit her face. She had her back turned on the ground, opening her eyes from time to time to watch the scenery above her change each time. Just moments ago, they were in some sort of snowy region, and now they were in a wide desert — paths they had already taken when their adventure was still young.
Esme was also just casually floating beside her as they traveled at an unknown speed. Unlike Miss Pepondosovich, however, Esme had her legs crossed; her eyes, reflecting Riley who actually had them tethered to him by an invisible chain.
"This is very comfortable, Miss Pepondosovich," Esme nodded, "Although I only have vague memories of it, I remember being dragged around inside a glass cage by Master when I was still an undead."
