Blue's mouth quirked, quickly pressed into a thin line to suppress it. It really is like talking to Zel again... (But not that Zel. It's all coincidence or conspiracy, truly.)

He said nothing more to it, simply bowing his head and leaning into motion again – this time toward the MAC, as long a trek as it was. Not just once did he wonder suggesting to fly, assuming, somehow, he'd get the answer he knew he'd have gotten from his old friend...