"The way I fly is by controlling my personal gravitational field," he says, not reacting to her clutching, not touching her anywhere she wasn't choosing to touch him. "But I can expand that field a little with some effort. I reached out to try and effect your field and pulled down to the ground."

He tilts his head for a moment, glancing down at her.

"I'll keep doing it, but you'll have to figure out how to do it for yourself unless you want to live your life on my hip."