--- Nixilei ---
Another rough patch knocked the plane upwards and Nixilei nearly had her knees knock into her chin. Asteodia was no longer annoyed about Nixilei's hands around her. Their outfits might be waterproof, but there were gaps, especially around the neck in Asteodia's case, or the fact Nixilei didn't have hers on properly… well it meant that water was getting into their costumes and they were starting to get cold. Asteodia was doing her best, but her best meant only holding onto the steering wheel half of the time.
It had seemed like such a great system. Move the steering wheel to control the vertical movement of the plane. Easy, intuitive, and responsive. Now that the wheel was being moved contrary to her wishes because of all the wind, Asteodia was much less happy with things. Soon they'd have to switch over to using the button, but for now, they'd do what they could.
