"Another ride then?" d'Artagnan suggested. His own legs still adapting to solid ground, he nonetheless held out an arm to escort Constance down the catwalk and back to the pavement.

The look on Constance's fate was a reward in its own self. She looked exhilarated and windswept, but also so very, very happy. It made d'Artgnan smile all the wider just for seeing it.

Gesturing around them, he smiled. "we have a whole park to explore."