“ you ready? ” a brash, unfettered grin spread across his cheeks ––– a sensation that had begun to inch towards unfamiliarity of late despite his best efforts ––– as he begun flicking switches for the takeoff sequence, hands moving over buttons at a slower rate than usual so as to allow finn to follow. although, today was less about that than about letting him experience handling the controls. his first flight with his mother remained a treasured memory even now, and so he knew the merits of making a good first impression.
“ let’s get going. ease back on the flight stick, gently now. ” // @87s










