"Don't know if it sets the mood it's wanting to set." It really doesn't. The mood's more intimidatingly gigantic and vaguely threatening than romantic. Especially upside-down. Lydia tilts herself upright, glances up again. Nope. Still unnerving from any angle.

She takes another few steps, grins down at him.

"We have wings. Almost be irresponsible not to jump off the thing, don't you think?"