[he approaches warily, a quiet tinge of fear passing across his eyebrows as he kicks at the air beneath her hovering feet]
[like Carol, he stares at that space between asphalt and red shoes, wondering frantically (could the soldiers they made in the pits do this? they said they could jump so high, move so fast, that it was like flying, but this is something completely different, isn't it?)]
Re: action
[like Carol, he stares at that space between asphalt and red shoes, wondering frantically (could the soldiers they made in the pits do this? they said they could jump so high, move so fast, that it was like flying, but this is something completely different, isn't it?)]