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The proxy hadn't addressed the woman. He was focused the light of Crystallum, just as well; a glare painted over the red tint of his goggles. "We'll find out, soon. I'm only the delivery boy."

The attendant spat a wink at Fedelia. "I gotch'ya, honey. I'll be taking my seat. We're going to touch ground in about ten minutes." She took her seat. Her tight green skirt caused a minor stumble along the way. She smoothed the skirt down, and finally took her seat ahead of the passengers.

The flight had been a silent one, until now. This man had removed Fedelia from a crumbling city, though she surely thought of that place as her home. "That place..." He repeated his thoughts. "Wing City is just a nest of flies." It was a brash comment, but the man remained as level as the threading of his suit. He drew a hand to his tie, and blindly straightened the knot. "You're safe in Solinus."

The plane began to descend. Meager amounts of turbulence followed; the jet angled down faster than one would expect, as on a commercial flight. The proxy cleared his throat to address his irritation, but nothing more. The runway would soon disappear, as would the beaming lights, when the plane circled to point directly at the Crstyallum.