"Laying it a liiiiittle thick, Mister Signs-Every-Page-Of-His-Journal."

But, already, there's fondness in that tight smile, and when the flying is brought up? Well, it's his turn to get distracted. A childlike light dawns in his eyes, brightening his whole face.

"I have never experienced anything like that, Jayce. I felt - I felt...."

His hand tightens around the handle of his cane.

"It was freedom. Real freedom."