Airy was also beginning to think that she wasn't a very effective kidnapper but felt like a tiny inconvenience that wasn't really going to get in the way.

She smiled up at him, though she was trying her best to pout, and raised a hand up so that Cassidy could peek into her palm. "But it doesn't have a bow on it yet." Thick curls of ribbon begin to twist in Airy's hand in bright red and purple hues. When it's done, she's flushed and holding a brilliantly elaborate bow.

"Ta-da~"