Slipstream falls into silence for a moment, then goes "Huh!" in surprise.
"I didn't even notice," she tells the other jet, "but there is, isn't there?" It's not the strongest tug she's ever felt, not hooking around her spark chamber and yanking like the last (and so much worse) summoning she'd felt, but it's there, like a line gently reeling them in.
Slipstream is instantly wary of it.
"You know what? I don't think I can help you with that!" she announces, suddenly. "I think I... will see you around, if whatever's calling you isn't hungry. Bye!"
Yeah, she's noping on out of there. She's no coward, but she hasn't lived this long (cough cough a year and a bit cough) by going exactly where she's led and being incautious enough to answer things tugging on her; Windblade can go the rest of the way on her own.
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"I didn't even notice," she tells the other jet, "but there is, isn't there?" It's not the strongest tug she's ever felt, not hooking around her spark chamber and yanking like the last (and so much worse) summoning she'd felt, but it's there, like a line gently reeling them in.
Slipstream is instantly wary of it.
"You know what? I don't think I can help you with that!" she announces, suddenly. "I think I... will see you around, if whatever's calling you isn't hungry. Bye!"
Yeah, she's noping on out of there. She's no coward, but she hasn't lived this long (cough cough a year and a bit cough) by going exactly where she's led and being incautious enough to answer things tugging on her; Windblade can go the rest of the way on her own.