[ She definitely does want. Her touch is careful, fingers light against the feathers as if she were stroking the wing of a tiny, fragile bird. Well, they're not some kind of hologram — not that she'd really thought they were. Suddenly the way Kara stands off, her insistence on getting Carrie her own bike rather than sharing, all starts to make sense.
And though she's typically a pretty quiet kid, preferring to watch than ask, there comes a time for questions. Now is definitely that time. ]
What do they feel like? [ No, wait, she's thought of a better one. ] Can you fly? [ Hang on, better yet: ] Could we fly?
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And though she's typically a pretty quiet kid, preferring to watch than ask, there comes a time for questions. Now is definitely that time. ]
What do they feel like? [ No, wait, she's thought of a better one. ] Can you fly? [ Hang on, better yet: ] Could we fly?