His eyes were squeezed shut as they were in mid air, only opening them as he was removed from Rabi's shoulder, placed in front. In a way, he was afraid of heights. If it was a few feet from the ground, everything was fine… but well, this wasn’t the case, apparently. They were way up in the air. way way up in the air. Allen held back his fear, squeezing his eyes shut again, ignoring the comment regarding to his weight. “…T-tell me when we g-get there!” He shouted, maybe a bit more louder than needed.

As the other yelled out the command, Allen brainstormed (not really), thinking of the name that first popped up in his head. “…Go to Vanaheim!”