[ Once they're airborne, Lambo finds himself drawn in by the experience. It's been so long since he felt the buzz of adventure, it catches him off guard. So much so, that it takes a moment to extract himself from the feeling to focus on the person next to him, only then catching sight of his condition. He's... afraid. It's not hard to figure out with the way he's shaking in his seat. But, it still feels foreign to him. When was the last time he felt that kind of fear? ]
We're almost there.
[ Having been a scaredy-cat most of his life, Lambo can emphasize with the feeling, even if he's lost the ability himself. So, slowly, he raises a gloved hand to grip his shoulder in assurance, hoping his calm demeanor will lend some strength, however small. ]
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We're almost there.
[ Having been a scaredy-cat most of his life, Lambo can emphasize with the feeling, even if he's lost the ability himself. So, slowly, he raises a gloved hand to grip his shoulder in assurance, hoping his calm demeanor will lend some strength, however small. ]