Haizel rested her head against the cab's window, the icy glass was felt along the side of her forehead, numbing her skin. She stared out in silence, watching as the cars passed to her right, floating above the black asphalt as they zoomed by, seeming to pay no mind to the depressing world that surrounded them. Her body swayed as the driver moved through the turns, her knee popping against Heck's bone. She breathed deeply, the weightlessness now making her uneasy as the drive continued, throwing her off kilter.<br/><br/>She looked to her left, noticing Heck as he stared out the opposite window, silence surrounding him as well. His stark platinum blond hair caught her attention, the roots of his hair seeming to disappear into his scalp, the colours meshing. She wished for his black hair, to move her fingertips throughout it, pulling him closer to herself. She moved her hand forward, though willed herself to stop, letting her hand drop back to her side. She looked away in an attempt to discontinue her thoughts about him; the pull of attractions that seemed to grow in her mind with no effort.<br/><br/>The cab pulled to a stop, pushing her body forward as the breaks were hit. Haizel stepped out, standing still as she stared out at the large port; masses of people made their way, their luggage trailing behind them as they rushed, holding the hands of children as they cried out. Some in fancy outfits, their luggage being held by others who stayed their ground behind them. It seemed similar to airports, she decided; though the details were vague, as it has been many years previous. A massive balloon caught her attention, its size relevant to the building it stood behind. She moved her hand into Heck's, her fingers intertwining with his. "Is that what we're going on?"