That's ancient history dear, and if I remember correctly, you had no trouble sweeping me off of my feet, even while on the ground.

[Her hair whips around them like a banner as they fly and make swirls in the air, and she gives approving laughs when they spin. It's a little like when Keith took her on the ride with his robot lion, except a lot less bickering.]

It's like looking down from Mount Olympus- although more exciting, with you. [And Fjord will get one sneaky butt pinch, the goddess not worried at all about being dropping in surprise or anything like that.]