True to her word, she keeps it low and slow, even though she'd rather do exactly the opposite.

He can hear Woola padding along behind them as they back out of the slot, and he can feel the kah-clunk of the wings as they spread again. If he was looking, he'd see they could easily open to twice their current wingspan. But this seems a modest configuration for their purpose.

"Everything all right back there?" He can feel them shift directions, moving forward now, not even fast enough to ruffle his hair.