[ A huge box that moves up and down like stairs, except that it's not stairs, can only mean one thing: ]
We're going to fly?
[ Suddenly, Arya's expression shifts from perplexed to elated, her face breaking into a wide grin. She's always wanted to fly. It's the kind of impossible adventure she's always craved, a freedom that no one can take away from you once you learn how to do it.
When the elevator dings, Arya jumps a little, not expecting the sound. Then, the doors open by themselves, and Arya's eyes grow wide. It's like the elevator is alive. Briefly, Arya wonders if that means it could eat her up. But Cisco walks inside, and he seems safe, so it's probably not too dangerous. Perhaps the mouth is just for holding. Arya takes a deep breath, summons her courage, and practically runs inside.
Once she makes it in, she looks up at Cisco, expectantly. Her arms are slightly akimbo. Arya is ready to be a bird once the motion starts. ]
I'm ready.
[ She says, a little too firmly, trying to make herself sound confident. ]
[ Cisco almost can't bring himself to tell her the truth; she just seems so excited at the prospect of flying that part of him wants to let her keep the illusion that elevators levitate by some kind of magic. He also decides that, brave though she might be, it might be best to explain the actual mechanics of it once they are out of the elevator. So he just grins at her, biting his lower lip and wagging his eyebrows as he hits the button for the basement.
It's not a long elevator ride, but he watches Arya through it, enjoying her reaction and also careful to look for any signs of fear, in case she needs reassurance. It's only once they reach the bottom level and both step out (he sees her turning to watch the doors close automatically again) that he explains: ]
They don't fly. They're suspended on strong metal cables and there's a system of pulleys that moves them up and down, between the floors. But if you're into it we can totally fly one of these days. All you have to do is pay a bit of money and you can go into a machine that flys up into the air, like a bird.
[ He doesn't know where they would go - and he'll have to get her legal papers forged squared away first. And, well, getting Arya through airport security and dealing with all that will also be a challenge. But if she wants to fly, he can make it happen. Is GOING to make it happen.
Cisco grabs the keys to the van from their hook and nods his head. ]
C'mon. It's this way.
[ The van is right where he had left it; Cisco walks to the passenger side, first, sets down Harry's carrier, unlocks the door, and opens it for Arya. ]
So, you go ahead and sit right here and then I'll get you buckled in, and you can hold onto Harry while I drive. Okay?
[ Perhaps he should find it a hassle, having to introduce her to such basic things. But Cisco is still so giddy over his triumph. They're here. They're home. He gestures towards the front seat, standing aside so Arya can climb in. ]
[ So an elevator is like the little cage that takes the Black Brothers up to the top of the wall. But who lifts this elevator? Perhaps the pulleys are special somehow. Arya has so many questions that she knows that she can't possibly ask them all, so she decides to hold her tongue on this one. She can figure some things out for herself. She had to do that at Harrenhal and especially Braavos. If there's one thing Arya is good at, it's adapting.
But then it doesn't really matter if an elevator flies or not because Cisco's world actually has flying machines. Arya covers her mouth, trying not to gasp loudly or do anything overtly childish or embarrassing. It makes sense, really -- Arya doesn't know why she's so surprised. Any place with science should have a flying machine. Otherwise science isn't good for anything. Arya nods. ]
Yes. Yes please. Maybe not right now because we have to get in the -- the van [ what a strange thing to say! ] -- but yes. I'd like to fly, if that's okay.
[ When Cisco opens the door to the van, Arya climbs right in, even if the vehicle still does frighten her a little. She has to prove she's ready for flying. Cisco probably won't notice that she's gripping Harry's cat-cage a little tighter than normal. ]
I'm ready.
[ For all of it. For all the newness. Fear cuts deeper than swords, Arya tells herself, and right now, she's free. She doesn't have to be afraid anymore. And that's probably the greatest part of all of this. ]
[ He can tell that there's some measure of grim determination in how she says it, in how she's holding herself, and he can't blame her for that. This world is so different from her own, and Cisco knows all too well from the stories that she's told him that in her own world Arya had had to be clever and brave and ferocious and lucky just to survive. The unknown is probably always going to feel like a threat to her, first, and then wonderful only after some time.
But there is no rush. They have all the time in the world for airplanes and everything else Central City has to offer, and Cisco feels confident that Arya's uncertainty will become excitement and happiness before too long.
Cisco does Arya's seatbelt for her, explaining as he does: ] This is to keep you safe. Like a saddle on a horse. [ Maybe not the most accurate metaphor but what does he know about horses? He is trying. ] You have to have it on while I'm driving, but it's easy to get out of it, you just do this. [ He demonstrates how to undo it before fastening it again, and coming around to the driver's seat. He gets the van started, goes through all the little minor adjustments settling in, and then without further fanfare or explanation, pulls out of the parking garage and sets out for his apartment. He mostly keeps his eyes on the road (it's been months since he drove, thanks to the clock) but he spares a sideways glance or two for Arya, making sure she's okay.
The first time they roll up to a red light, he tries to give her a quick explanation of how they work (did they have that sort of thing for carts or carriages, in cities in her world?), and then before very long at all they're on his street. He even manages to find a parking space, and then he is parking, turning to Arya with a big grin. ]
We made it! See, that wasn't so bad, huh? Now, how about we go get Harry settled and then maybe I can show you around the city a little bit?
[ The big tour would probably need to wait, but there's no way Cisco isn't at least taking her a few places: Jitters, the grocery store, maybe a bookstore... ]
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We're going to fly?
[ Suddenly, Arya's expression shifts from perplexed to elated, her face breaking into a wide grin. She's always wanted to fly. It's the kind of impossible adventure she's always craved, a freedom that no one can take away from you once you learn how to do it.
When the elevator dings, Arya jumps a little, not expecting the sound. Then, the doors open by themselves, and Arya's eyes grow wide. It's like the elevator is alive. Briefly, Arya wonders if that means it could eat her up. But Cisco walks inside, and he seems safe, so it's probably not too dangerous. Perhaps the mouth is just for holding. Arya takes a deep breath, summons her courage, and practically runs inside.
Once she makes it in, she looks up at Cisco, expectantly. Her arms are slightly akimbo. Arya is ready to be a bird once the motion starts. ]
I'm ready.
[ She says, a little too firmly, trying to make herself sound confident. ]
shh it's a psl there is no hurry
It's not a long elevator ride, but he watches Arya through it, enjoying her reaction and also careful to look for any signs of fear, in case she needs reassurance. It's only once they reach the bottom level and both step out (he sees her turning to watch the doors close automatically again) that he explains: ]
They don't fly. They're suspended on strong metal cables and there's a system of pulleys that moves them up and down, between the floors. But if you're into it we can totally fly one of these days. All you have to do is pay a bit of money and you can go into a machine that flys up into the air, like a bird.
[ He doesn't know where they would go - and he'll have to get her legal papers
forgedsquared away first. And, well, getting Arya through airport security and dealing with all that will also be a challenge. But if she wants to fly, he can make it happen. Is GOING to make it happen.Cisco grabs the keys to the van from their hook and nods his head. ]
C'mon. It's this way.
[ The van is right where he had left it; Cisco walks to the passenger side, first, sets down Harry's carrier, unlocks the door, and opens it for Arya. ]
So, you go ahead and sit right here and then I'll get you buckled in, and you can hold onto Harry while I drive. Okay?
[ Perhaps he should find it a hassle, having to introduce her to such basic things. But Cisco is still so giddy over his triumph. They're here. They're home. He gestures towards the front seat, standing aside so Arya can climb in. ]
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But then it doesn't really matter if an elevator flies or not because Cisco's world actually has flying machines. Arya covers her mouth, trying not to gasp loudly or do anything overtly childish or embarrassing. It makes sense, really -- Arya doesn't know why she's so surprised. Any place with science should have a flying machine. Otherwise science isn't good for anything. Arya nods. ]
Yes. Yes please. Maybe not right now because we have to get in the -- the van [ what a strange thing to say! ] -- but yes. I'd like to fly, if that's okay.
[ When Cisco opens the door to the van, Arya climbs right in, even if the vehicle still does frighten her a little. She has to prove she's ready for flying. Cisco probably won't notice that she's gripping Harry's cat-cage a little tighter than normal. ]
I'm ready.
[ For all of it. For all the newness. Fear cuts deeper than swords, Arya tells herself, and right now, she's free. She doesn't have to be afraid anymore. And that's probably the greatest part of all of this. ]
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But there is no rush. They have all the time in the world for airplanes and everything else Central City has to offer, and Cisco feels confident that Arya's uncertainty will become excitement and happiness before too long.
Cisco does Arya's seatbelt for her, explaining as he does: ] This is to keep you safe. Like a saddle on a horse. [ Maybe not the most accurate metaphor but what does he know about horses? He is trying. ] You have to have it on while I'm driving, but it's easy to get out of it, you just do this. [ He demonstrates how to undo it before fastening it again, and coming around to the driver's seat. He gets the van started, goes through all the little minor adjustments settling in, and then without further fanfare or explanation, pulls out of the parking garage and sets out for his apartment. He mostly keeps his eyes on the road (it's been months since he drove, thanks to the clock) but he spares a sideways glance or two for Arya, making sure she's okay.
The first time they roll up to a red light, he tries to give her a quick explanation of how they work (did they have that sort of thing for carts or carriages, in cities in her world?), and then before very long at all they're on his street. He even manages to find a parking space, and then he is parking, turning to Arya with a big grin. ]
We made it! See, that wasn't so bad, huh? Now, how about we go get Harry settled and then maybe I can show you around the city a little bit?
[ The big tour would probably need to wait, but there's no way Cisco isn't at least taking her a few places: Jitters, the grocery store, maybe a bookstore... ]