“Gah, let go!” She could barely hear him over the rush of the air.
She spat out his mane to talk. “Make me!”
“We’re falling!”
Yes, that was certainly the case. She tried to estimate how far the ground was as they tumbled through space. About two thousand feet, she guessed. Plenty of time.
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