Y̸o̴u̵ ̴s̵h̸o̸u̴l̶d̸!̸ ̸I̵f̶ ̴w̷e̴ ̸c̶a̸n̴ ̴g̸e̸t̶ ̸e̶n̵o̵u̸g̶h̶ ̷g̷l̶i̴d̴e̶r̶s̴,̶ ̷m̷a̵y̵b̴e̸ ̷w̸e̶ ̵c̷a̷n̶ ̸h̷a̴v̶e̵ ̸g̷l̶i̵d̵i̶n̸g̸ ̷c̸o̶m̶p̴e̷t̵i̴t̵i̸o̶n̸s̷!̸ ̴Y̵o̵u̵ ̷k̶n̴o̶w̷,̷ ̶l̴i̷k̸e̵ ̴t̷h̴e̶y̵ ̶a̵l̷w̵a̴y̶s̸ ̸h̶a̶v̵e̸ ̴d̶u̷r̶i̵n̴g̷ ̶W̶i̶n̸d̷b̸l̶u̴m̸e̵ ̵a̶n̵d̷ ̶s̴t̶u̴f̶f̴.̷

[It sounded fun to him, at least. He wasn't sure how many of the people from his world had gliders.]

-̸-̸A̸c̵t̵u̵a̶l̵l̸y̷,̴ ̶w̵a̸i̶t̵,̵ ̷y̴o̶u̶ ̵h̷a̶v̷e̴ ̵a̵ ̶g̵l̶i̸d̸i̷n̶g̷ ̶l̴i̸c̷e̵n̸s̵e̴,̸ ̴V̷e̷n̷t̶i̵?̴ [That's surprising to hear, considering Venti's a bard. What does a bard need a license for?]

A̸h̷h̶.̶.̴.̵ ̸I̶ ̷d̴u̶n̷n̶o̷,̵ ̵I̴ ̸w̴a̵s̴ ̴k̵i̸n̵d̸a̴ ̸j̵u̷s̸t̴ ̶p̸l̶a̷n̴n̸i̶n̸g̵ ̸o̷n̸ ̸i̸t̴ ̶b̸e̵i̶n̶g̶ ̵a̴ ̵o̵n̵e̵-̴a̵n̷d̶-̴d̴o̸n̵e̴ ̴t̶h̸i̴n̸g̸.̶ ̵W̶h̸y̶,̶ ̵d̸o̷ ̶y̸o̶u̸ ̷t̷h̵i̴n̶k̷ ̸I̵ ̴s̷h̵o̵u̴l̶d̸?̸