Abigail
Abigail sat leaned back in her seat, her head turned to look out the window idly as she listened to the others chatter. Kiri’s question caused her to nod her head in an answer, “I’ve never flown before but I must say it’s rather relaxing.” Being so close to the soft clouds was very nice; the only downside was the limited space to move about. After all, one could only look at the clouds for so long before they became bored right? The others were looking at a map trying to figure out why they were supposed to be over Scotland or something but her thought process was why should it matter as long as they got there? They could fly over gummy drop island as far as she was concerned but then again she never was one concerned with the details of anything. Looking away from the group, she looked down at the glasses in her hand, twirling them about with a smirk before casting a glance back at her sister sleeping behind her. What better way to cure her restlessness than to spend time with her favorite sister? By spending time of course she meant stealing her glasses and causing her to stumble about for them.