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The box that Emma is sharing with Angel, as both crawl underneath it, finally slides around the corner the mounted camera was looking at. Once out of the box, they tip-toe up the staircases, over and over, occasionally hiding behind a wall to check for people up ahead. The drumming sound of rain gets louder after every floor. And before they noticed, Emma and Angel found themselves under gray clouds, standing on the roof of the Harmony of the Seas, surrounded by blue sunbathing chairs and umbrellas, right next to a circular swimming pool looming over the ocean itself.
▲ <span class="mu-s">Emma</span>: <span class="mu-i">...wow.</span>
Then Emma touches her hair.
▲ <span class="mu-s">Emma</span>: <span class="mu-i">(Angel, we are going to get wet.)</span>
<span class="mu-s">Angel</span>: <span class="mu-i">(It’s warm though, isn’t it? So don't worry.)</span>
Emma’s answer got cut in half when Angel suddenly lifted her like a princess, much like she did so many times before. And then Emma’s question got cut in half yet again when Angel just straight-up jumped off the ship, the question now turned into a shrill scream- until Emma notices that she is flying, that Angel transformed. Feeling so many things at once as her sister carries her over the seas, Emma just knocks her balled-up fist on Angel's chest. Repeatedly.
<span class="mu-s">Angel</span>: <span class="mu-i">(Ouch, ouch, ouch.)</span>
▲ <span class="mu-s">Emma</span>: <span class="mu-i">(What do I keep telling you about warning me?! It’s not so hard, Angel, just- just talk before you do something!)</span>
<span class="mu-s">Angel</span>: <span class="mu-i">(Sorry. I swear I was going to. Sorry.)</span>
They levitate along the cruise and under the gentle rain, but Emma has her eyes closed shut. Fearing heights is unbecoming of a Magical Girl, and yet she’d rather just be standing somewhere looking at pictures of high places. Not like she has that choice now; Angel is too thick-headed when she sets off to do something.
<span class="mu-s">Angel</span>: <span class="mu-i">We made it in time.</span>
▲ <span class="mu-s">Emma</span>: <span class="mu-i">(I'm not sure I want to know what that means.)</span>
But if she doesn’t look now then all of this will be pointless, so Emma looks from Angel’s arms
and everything makes sense.
Sometimes, Emma thinks, looking at a picture is not enough.
