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.