Kiden leveled a look at Snow that conveyed little more than vague exasperation, before turning to follow Zephyr. The garage door whirred slowly shut behind her as she chased him into the hall, hollow neon light arcing off her hair, her skin still bumpy from the air outside. A jog brought her into step with her friend's longer strides, her expression shifting slowly into a grin, inviting him to cheer up.

"So. We did that." And they didn't even get detention for it! Snow had just unwittingly painted a KICK ME sign onto the back of his long coat.