Last spark from the ashes

"Okay," Adia says, once she gets her bearings. She doesn't make any more sounds during the jumps, although she's holding onto Blaze's shoulders like her life depends on it. (Which it does, technically, but Blaze could likely keep her safe without her enthusiastic contribution.) She recovers from the last landing more quickly than the others, although she's not about to let go of Blaze until she can transfer her grip onto the safety railing.

Gosh, they are up high. Untroubled by heights, Adia admires the view as a whole before she tries to identify anything. Everything seems stable, but perhaps not as orderly as she had assumed on foot. The Plaza and the Wilds are easy to spot off in the distance, distinct from the compactness of the Shopping District. "I see the Plaza's fountain... and the Wilds over there. Oh! That meadow is where I went horseback riding on Shadow." She points it out eagerly, a pleasant open space between the Shopping District and the Wilds.