"Wow..." Zach replied.

"That's so cool." he said.

When the time came, they boarded the flight, waited, and it then took off. During the flight, Zach and Rylie had been seated next to each other, and he had discovered that first class was, indeed, all that he'd thought it was.

And he loved it.

But about several hours into the flight, he suddenly turned towards Rylie.

"Um..." he mumbled.

"I'm sorry if this is rude, but... your head." he then said, pausing for a moment.

"Is that... um... did something happen to you to make it the way it is?" he asked her, somewhat awkwardly.

Zach was silent for a moment.

"....uh.... I think so." he said.

"Maybe...?" he muttered.

"I mean, aren't they like... the headless horseman?" he asked her.

"Except... like... a knight?" he the asked, clearly unsure of himself.

"....huh." Zach muttered.

"I see." he said.

"That... sounds fascinating, actually." he told her.

"And sure. That might be nice to read." he then said further.

"And... you're the odd one out?" he asked her.

"Quite like what? What do you mean by that?"

"....huh. I see." Zach replied.

"So... um... hm." he then muttered.

"When we land, how are we getting back to where you work?" he asked.

"Another bike, or some other way?" he asked further.

"Or does your boss arrange something?"

Zach just smiled slightly as Rylie said all she did, and then sent the email.

About 5 minutes later, she received a response.

Thank you for the update. I will have transportation waiting for the both of you when you land. As it stands, I will have a limo cab waiting, but if you would prefer something else, let me know. it read.

Meanwhile, Zach was looking out the window, smiling once more and looking at the tiny scenery below him.

Sharp had read the email sent back, and laughed to himself.

"That's our Rylie, all right." he said, shaking his head and smiling.

Meanwhile, Zach thought for a moment when Rylie asked her question.

"...um... you said you're akin to a reaper." he said.

"Do.. does that mean you actually collect souls?" he asked her.

"And if so, what souls do you collect?"

Zach became silent once more.

"I... I see." he said.

"Well... that's... good... I guess...?" he said further, clearly unsure of himself.

"Um... so... how did... you come to work for where you do?" he then asked.

"I mean, why do you work for this Sharp, and how did you come to do it?" he clarified.

"A reaper is... a... unique person to get a job somewhere."

"Right, a fairy." Zach responded.

"Sorry if that was insensitive." he apologized.

"But... that's a good story." he then said.

"Kind of a feel-good story, I suppose." he continued.

"I'm glad things worked out for you, you seem really nice." he told her further.

"...so... what should I expect at this 'Unit'?" he then inquired.

Zach blinked a couple of times.

"Uh... all right." he said.

"That's... hm." he mumbled, thinking about it.

"I have no more questions right now." he told her.

"I might fall asleep during the fight, however." he went on.

"Flying makes me drowsy." he then admitted.

Zach nodded when Rylie said what she did.

"All right." he said.

"Thank you." he said further.

With that, he got comfortable, and within the next hour, Rylie saw him drift off to sleep, only waking up briefly when they were served a meal. But he went back to sleep almost right after.

The time had passed, and when they had landed, Rylie woke him up. They exited the plane, gathered their things, and when they made their way outside the airport, they saw someone standing by a rather lavish limo-style cab, with Rylie and Zach's names on a sign they were holding.

"...for... for us?" he asked Rylie, seemingly stunned by the quality of the ride.