"But your legs are too long to play right!" she pointed out with another laugh. Her own legs had already dragged her to a stop from the initial flight and she was wiggling herself over in the swing to actually sit on it properly. She eyed the trees above them hopefully, wondering if she could propel herself high enough to jump and feel like she was flying yet again.
Salvia flung her legs back and forth once she was sitting properly on the swing, but nothing happened. She would need a push from her older brother. She dug her gloved hand into a coat pocket and pulled out a small baggie triumphantly. "I'll give you some salvia if you push me!" Who didn't like a good bribe?
"Tell me about the time you turned back into a plant," she requested, placing both hands back on the swing and waiting for a helpful push. Maybe she would be able to flip over the bar.