The wind hit the balloon hard, propellng it directly toward Trios. It began quickly loosing altitude, meaning we would crash soon. The man-Boris-had explained why he had thrown the couple, and from the looks of it, the girl understood his reasoning. She pulled her knife out, sticking it in her boot.

 “I would, except I used up my flying limit, so my wings are pretty much slabs of meat and feathers on my back. We could wait until we’re closer to the ground, then I could attempt to glide, but flying is pretty much near impossible for me right now.” Surveying the ground, the girl frowned. There weren’t many nearby roofs yet, so leaping off wasn’t possible. She turned to Boris, gesturing at the balloon around them.

 “Do you know how to operate this thing? It would really help out if you did.”

[@Hokum]