In all her years, Weiss never thought she would ever let a random gentleman hold her this way, certainly not a bum. But there was something about Wan that eased her fears. He wasn't egotistical or even overly confident. Wan was Wan, a simple man with simple desires. And Weiss liked that about him. He was everything she wasn't.

Her worn-out legs were thankful for the brief respite. She was scared at first, fingers clutching to the arm around her as they rose higher. It was even worse when she looked down and noticed how high up they were. There was only a cloud between them and falling to the ground.