[Alright. The past couple days have been more than a little difficult. With the arrival and then disappearance of people, the stress of keeping quiet regarding current events with her father, their new neighbor children next door, and a number of other factors.
But maybe that's why she's decided to come out here today, fly a kite, and give herself an emotional pause. She's in comfortable clothing, sunglasses, and a wide brimmed hat. The bright light of the 'sun' is a little difficult when staring up into the sky so much after all.
Her mistake for the day, maybe, is having decided on a power kite. She went for it because it was so large, but--
Her eyes widen in alarm when a particularly strong gust of wind catches the kite just right. Her hat blows off and it's then that she feels her feet suddenly begin to lift off the ground.]