They hum and look out over the area. It really is nice. Sometimes they forgot to look at the world as it was, instead of through the view of another. Even in the short time they got to fly, they never really paid attention.

The look back up.

"What's flying like for you? Do you like that too?" They wonder if that dark space inside likes it. They wish they could ask.

If they could just find that potion again...