Her cheeks were red as she went into the other room, glad that he couldn't see. She wasn't sure how to react to what had just happened in the kitchen. Kissing him and all that, since he was her, and she was him. But maybe that explained the spark. She wanted it to, at least.

"Right. Of course. And then I want to be able to get clothes so I have something to wear other than this."

Again with the vanity. She was grinning though, and gave him a playful smile, before taking his arm. It was the least he could do. "Are we flying again?"