"Perfect. Try to stay relaxed, if you tense up the whiplash is going to play merry hell with your macrobiome." Y'know, due to the strains, sprains, and bone problems. Vika secures Lev around the waist with her arm that actually has a hand, adjusting a couple of times to make sure she's got a decent grip.

Those star-things are getting closer...

"They don't seem to quite know what to do with buildings," Vika comments. "So let's find you a roof."

Something in her wide-ass feet hisses, and she jets forward into a flying leap. Her feet make contact with a tree for the barest second, and she leaps from it to another, and another, and another -

She's really quite fast. And also quite cold, even through her cloak.