[He snorts quietly at that, tugging her up a little closer to him, just in case. He's not taking any chances with his mother in the sky with him; it's been a long time since he's had to fly anyone, since Teddy can fly on his own now.]

Careful, Mom. Suicidal inclinations are big warning signs of a less-than-ideal home life.

[See, he even listens to what you say sometimes. Token snark returned, though, he gives her hand a light squeeze.]

Look forward, not down. The sky's nice this time of day.