It wasn't exactly weightlessness. No. Gravity pulled at him, but the hooks were well placed and allowed fairly even distribution of his weight. There was a sensation of flying, almost greater than jumping out of a plane and floating down to earth on a parachute.
He'd reached a height nearly even with her head when he started to feel nauseous. For a moment he couldn't tell if it was from the suspension, or Henry waking up. "That's enough to start."