An hour into the flight and the pair had been offered drinks and snacks numerous amounts of times, although Dolores silently rejected each offer, as she had just been preoccupied with stuffing her mouth to the brim with maple-drizzled pancakes. Snuggling against his side, little-Lo pointed out ever funny-shaped cloud, or bird, or mountain she saw. Giggling as she waved to the unaware people meters below them.